Category : Main Course

While visiting my cousin Evelyn in Pennsylvania, we stopped by a small Italian-American church fair. There was a food stall run by a group of...

I once met a boy named Jacob who spent every summer afternoon sitting on his grandmother’s back porch, balancing a tattered sketchbook on his knees...

Autumns ago, I was walking through a small harvest market in Pennsylvania. I’d stopped to admire handwoven quilts when I overheard two women chatting about...

It was during a chilly Saturday in late fall, at a small community book sale, that I struck up a conversation with a kind man...

I was walking through a small-town fair one summer evening, where a food truck had a line so long it wrapped around a carousel. I...

One fall morning at the farmer’s market, I struck up a conversation with a young couple juggling two toddlers and a basket full of broccoli....