HOT SHEET: The joy of mother’s cooking when we can’t be together

From the desk of Daniel P. Finney, 24th Street bureau, Des Moines, Iowa. ITEM ONLY: I ate my mother’s food on Thanksgiving Day. This simple declarative sentence would be unimpressive in any other year. But we know damn well this is not any other year. This is the year of COVID, social distancing and lockdowns.Continue reading “HOT SHEET: The joy of mother’s cooking when we can’t be together”