How To Become an Accident(al) Farm Hand

Call it the butterfly effect.  Call it whatever you like; sometimes life’s seemingly insignificant twists and turns carry a big impact.  If you’d told me two years ago I’d be spending one day a week on a farm, I’d have said you’re crazy.  But accidents happen, and sometimes they result in pounds of tomatoes and enough sweet potatoes to last until spring.

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“Hold the Beetles and Stale Peeps” or Lessons from Campari—Part 2

In a world so often defined by the mundane and ordinary, sometimes it’s important the mix things up, act boldly, and endeavor to live (and taste) in full, vibrant color!  Red, to be specific!  It’s been a week since my first post outlining four things I learned from Campari, the bitter crimson liqueur from Italy. I’m going to wrap up my musings on the subject with a further five lessons I gleaned from the drink championed by the likes of Lady Gaga and Tennessee Williams.  So, without further ado. . .

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“In Hell all they serve is coleslaw,” or Lessons from Sauerkraut—Part 2

Would you kill for a bratwurst right now?  Do you dream of salty, tangy Ruebens?  Have you been experiencing any strange cravings over the last week? I have been, and as my kraut obsession continues, allow me to pick up where I left off with last week’s post.  Here are the other five things I’ve learned from sauerkraut that, surprisingly, apply to real life.  What can I say? I’m a fan of metaphor—and cabbage soaked in a brine teeming with its own bacteria.

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