Lamentations

The steam billowed up from the water surrounding me, its tendrils reaching upwards towards the sky only to be lost in the darkness of the night sky.  Hot water swirled…

Food (Hypo)Critic

I have a confession to make: I’m a converted skeptic. “Skeptic about what?” you may ask.  I’m a converted skeptic in the gluten free eating movement.   Don’t get me wrong–I…