A Day for Jim, and a Tallgrass Prairie I Didn’t Know I Needed
A day for my late uncle turned into an accidental pilgrimage to the Tallgrass Prairie Preserve, the last of a vanished ecosystem on Osage land.
A day for my late uncle turned into an accidental pilgrimage to the Tallgrass Prairie Preserve, the last of a vanished ecosystem on Osage land.
I baked these cookies on Saturday. The day Alex Pretti was shot and killed by ICE thugs in Minneapolis. These are my comfort cookies. The ones I make when I need the repetitiveness. The rhythm. When I need to not think about anything past the next 8 to 12 minutes. I don’t actually make cookies…