Singletrak Redux

This week I headed up a local trail here in Park City with a good friend- an hour or so of decent uphill, and I remembered this post from last summer. When I revisited it this morning, I decided to re-post it as the first of a series of “Reflections” that have been cooking for … Read more

Food – more pieces from Karme Choling, November 2014

food my mother kept a grinder in the kitchen for breaking nuts, or making sausage– I remember the feeling of jamming pieces of meat into the mouth of the machine, watching as muscle, tendons and the odd small bones were crushed, feeling the resistance as the handle paused until the harder bits would break. Any … Read more