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A Contemplative in the Kitchen

I forget that I’m sort of on the autism spectrumuntil I walk into a room full of activity with a job to do,and I’m overwhelmed. It’s my turn to make dinner:pizza and salad for twenty family members in a foreign … Continue reading

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