Alaska Cooks

He was the runt, the only male, and the only one in the whole wriggly litter that completely ignored me. It wasn’t until all his sisters left that he came over to investigate. We’d answered a classified ad for golden retrievers and driven across Pitt County, way into farm country, and found ourselves [...]

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It’s berry season here and I’ve not picked one that hasn’t gone either directly into my mouth or directly into the next meal: so much for preparing for the long winter. We spent Labor Day near Copper Center, Alaska, which is fairly far north of Anchorage, and it is fully fall there already. [...]

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