CharcBites

Yesterday, during a conversation I had with a stranger I failed to recognize sarcasm. He actually had to point out that his response about the weather was sarcastic. I tried to recover in real time, with a little laugh and a slight acknowledgement but underneath I was truly mortified. Our conversation was really interesting too about AI, amorality, education, societal disconnect, but all I could think about afterwards was my inability to lob the ball back over the net - to

I saw Tony, the movie about Anthony Bourdain’s early years, a few weeks ago. It really captured the era so well I could almost taste the oysters and smell the salty air of Cape Cod. But it was more than that - it was the banter and the brawling - the clanking of the restaurant plates as they hit the counter of the kitchen window, the exhilaration and disappointment of chasing the promise of something better - a free fall into self-discovery with no guarantee of a job or a gir

At least three times a day I hear someone say they are purposefully averting the news and worldly conversations. It’s too bad because they can afford them. I am in a community where many now self-describe as living in a bubble - an “I got mine” mindset. I was drawn to the magic of this town and its beauty where seemingly nothing bad happens and every day smells like bacon. A kind of magical existence where nature blooms on cue. Things here are how life is supposed to be, for