Five Atlanta Friday lunch finds

Two men in shirts and ties at a restaurant table.

I am a creature of habit. My daily lunch pail consists of whatever leftovers in my refrigerator at home are closest to spoiling without being bad. I follow the dietary version of the “The Price is Right” rules: “closest without going over.” I also do not have an emotional relationship with food. I eat what … Continue reading Five Atlanta Friday lunch finds →

A heap of Thanksgiving measurement

Thanksgiving table set with a turkey and side dishes

In our modern age we rely on precision in our measurements. Even when we don’t need it, our devices give it to us. Google maps tell us how far away Grandma’s house is, down to the tenth of a mile. Our scale gives us our weight to the hundredth of a pound. Our workout app … Continue reading A heap of Thanksgiving measurement →