“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice.” — T.S. Eliot
Dear friends ~
As we start another uncertain year in this horrific pandemic, I know so many right now — including in my own family — sick and suffering. Sending healing love out to you all and hope for a turning of the corner that will be better and brighter than we have seen these last two years. Health and safety to you all.In addition to my regular articles at The Bold Italic, my weekly dining column reviews one restaurant each week. I welcome those interested to follow me, or even sign up for a membership for my articles at Medium, which partially goes to support us as writers. Follow or support here. I thank you.
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