On ephemera and the ghosts of meals past
I am continuously amazed by the intersections of food history and book history. In my writing I often not how, in very tangible ways, one helps me more deeply understand the other. As I’ve returned to a more mindful, meditative writing practice (in this cozy writing cave), I’ve been contemplating these connections more deeply, particularly after writing about the body as a microbial archive for the Food, Feminism, Fermentation abecedary.
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