Maybe I’ve been wrong this whole time. Maybe I’ve been barking up the wrong tree with this food writing thing. Maybe I’m wasting my time taking food photos. Maybe my life’s purpose, my main mission, my raison d’être, is just to shove random things in a blender with ice cream. I mean, it worked with…
I am the furthest thing you can imagine from a legitimate sports fan. My “sport” of choice, long-distance trail running, has a total of maybe 3 premiere races and a dozen big names, none of which are recognizable to more than a few hundred running nerds like myself. My very favorite thing about my husband…
