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Savoring Flavor

Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, but a flavor is almost always more than just what one derives from one’s palate.  Marcel Proust famously was flooded with sensory memories of his petites madeleines, elevating them from obscurity among some of … Continue reading

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Baby Sam

Today is a momentous date in our life together: Jim and I became parents to our first baby–the one I thought would be a “Sarah.” Jim always guessed correctly. We always wanted to be parents, although sometimes the pregnancy and … Continue reading

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Shifting Senses

During his intensive chemotherapy treatments, at least two of Jim’s senses changed. Some things did not smell as they always had to him.  I imagine it was similar to the way my brain idiosyncratically processed scents when I was pregnant: … Continue reading

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A Whirring Whoosh

Grief has its own distinct onomatopoeia. José Saramago wove magical words among the magnificent phrases which make up The Elephant’s Journey: one involved a character who “went plof and vanished.  Onomatopoeia can be so very handy.  Imagine if we’d had to … Continue reading

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