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A few autumns back, I struck up a long chat with a man flipping burgers at a roadside stand just outside a county fair in

I was at a little seafood shack along the coast of Maine a few summers ago, chatting with an old fisherman named Frank while we

A few summers back, I joined a county fair cooking demo on a whim—mostly for the company and the fresh lemonade. I sat near a

I met her in line at the garden center. She was in her seventies, holding a few potted herbs, and we got to talking about

Last summer, at a seafood festival down on the Gulf Coast, I met a man running a modest booth under a blue tarp. He looked