A quick note on this very fine Turkey Day.
In the spirit of bloated bellies, I published a photo essay on Matador Nights about a recent trip to a "meat market" in Montevideo, Uruguay. It is what it sounds like. Check it: A Case of the Meat Sweats in Montevideo.
I'm in Mendoza today. Therefore, I am thankful for good wine. Not just the diverse tastes, toned-down labels, and sleek green bottles, but for the creativity and dedication that go into its production--and the production of all the things we make not because we have to but because we want to.
Last year, I wrote about my thankfulness for travel. Obviously, I'm still feeling strong on that. But right now I'm also thankful that I'll be flying home in 20 days, back to drip coffee, unnecessarily creative vegan food, and a loving crew.
And hopefully to make a home--the other half of travel.
Peace and thanks out to you all.
5 comments:
I'm so happy that you choose to make the things you do...I love reading your writing!
Oh man, drip coffee. I dread that day (which will be very soon for me too!)
I miss the drip coffee! But I drink it like motor oil.
I loved this line: "and the production of all the things we make not because we have to but because we want to." What a great reason for giving thanks :).
Thanks Juli!
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