A few afternoons ago, I arrived a quiet bar in midtown New York. I sat alone and patiently waited for someone to take my order. One bartender was busy flirting with a customer. Another was laughing at his iPhone and...
“That isn’t how you make Yorkshire pudding. No way!” Yikes. This was a conversation I overhead in a pub when in the UK last month visiting my mum. Us Brits love Yorkshire pudding and therefore we can be territorial over our recipes....
“Julia has a certain magic, doesn’t she?” I heard a coworker say over margaritas a few years ago. Julia’s side hustle as a writer had recently taken off, she was in a loving relationship, all the managers adored her...

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