The Solitary Cook
Jul 20, 2017 · 1 min read

My mother used to play this telephone game between me and my sisters. I’ve worked with such people. I’ve spent too many years trying to figure out what motivates them and trying to undo their damage, but to a one, they have all been desperately insecure people. Does that make them mean? I don’t know, but they become malignant. In the end, there is no better response than to turn away and profuse kindness. Took me a very long time to learn that.

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    The Solitary Cook

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    A chef writing about cooking & eating in the Northern Rockies. Food for hundreds? No problem. For one? A different story. My story.