I was standing by the soundboard turning on the projector and the mics when I saw her enter. From her shiny brown hair and trendy clothes, I could tell she was young—maybe college aged—and possibly an international student. She stepped timidly into our meeting room and looked around for a free seat. Once she found one, she gently pulled it away from the rest of the row. Social distancing has made everyone think they must sit alone if they come alone, putting a seat in between ourselves and someone else. So, she sat alone, and I had a sense that what she needed was company. One person spoke to her, and I could tell from her halting Spanish that she was from my own passport country.
Read MoreIf we’re honest with ourselves, we’re probably all interested to see what others’ people’s kitchens are like. The kitchen serves a huge purpose. It where we prepare meals and serve others. It’s like the Grand Central Station of the home, receiving a large amount of foot traffic. And for expats, the kitchen can also be one of the quirkier parts of the home.
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Wow, Sancho. That is some deep stuff. I don’t if the rolls can quell your deepest sorrows, but they can make dinner time easier and tasty.
I am asked regularly if my kids eat rice. Yes, my kids eat rice. Yes, they eat it almost everyday. Folks around here are often surprised by this information because they are under the impression that we, Americans, eat nothing but bread and cheese. As much as I wish that was true, it is not. Cheese is expensive. Tasty homemade bread is a forward thinking process. Start in the morning to have bread by dinner.
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