Leather by Robert ClintonPosted on September 2, 2016October 20, 2020 "Sometimes I feel like an ex-pat in my own nation,/ and an outsider among my own people until I remember/ Grandpa’s hands teaching me to scour banks for mudbugs/ to be eaten at dinner, like he did as a kid." Advanced Writing CoursePoetrycooking diaspora family food heritage identity race southern the south
Rolled Cabbage to Osceola by Margaret WeinbergPosted on February 18, 2016October 6, 2020 "These recipes [in my family cookbook]are a far cry both from how I understand Jewish, and how I understand Southern." Advanced Writing CourseCreative Nonfictionamerican south cooking family food judaism southern