Better corvid than Covid.
Oh, to be a crow. Or a magpie.
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The figurative phone call from the governor
Not that you want to talk to the governor.
Re-learning the basics
to the best of our ability, anyway.
A welcome respite
A quiet, quiet Sunday
No fretting required
In fact, fretting is wholeheartedly discouraged.
Working without a net.
What I wouldn’t give for a net right now, even if I were tangled up in it.
Morning rituals, interrupted
That is, until I have a new morning ritual.
The cumulative effect
Dear Feastlings, The absences continue to mount here at Feast, whether they be from someone who’s given notice and worked their last, or from a dishwasher who’s gone AWOL, and while we keep hiring, each new absence restarts the cycle of interviews, wasted time, wasted training and those of us who remain questioning whether we’re […]
Fits and starts. And fits.
Sonoran Restaurant Week is more than a week, just so you know.
What a day for a daydream
If only I owned that shirt and vest…