I sit in the grandstand with three layers of clothing on: thermal base layer, sweater, rain coat, under cool misting clouds in the center of Scotland. In front of me are massive brutes in kilts throwing large rocks (stone) or attempting to toss a branchless tree trunk (caber) end over end, bag pipe bands squeal... Continue Reading →
Made in the U.S.A.
Born and raised in the city of Chicago, I was surrounded by a mix of ethnicities and cultures. In my neighborhood of Rogers Park we were a delightful blend of spices. A little creole seasoning, chocolate molĂ©, spicy salsa, green curry and other delicious sauces. Me, my classmates, my friends could have represented many of... Continue Reading →