Dangerous Compassions

happy inter-dependence day from a fat badass

“Who the hell sets off fireworks at 5:20 in the morning?” I asked. “Seems an awkward time.” I was making potatoes. I washed the organic potatoes Ming bought for me, diced them with the big knife on the white plastic cutting board, plopped them into the wok with olive oil, the heat on as high… Read More »