Here We Still Are
The ICE killings we keep excusing, taken apart name by name, and why a food blog is the place to do it: the hands that feed us are the hands being hunted.
The ICE killings we keep excusing, taken apart name by name, and why a food blog is the place to do it: the hands that feed us are the hands being hunted.
It’s the end of January and already this month has been a heck of a year, hasn’t it? I completely forgot the Friday Roundup yesterday. So we’re doing it on Saturday instead. That feels about right for how January 2026 has gone. That’s It. That’s the roundup for this week. Or last week. Whatever. Time…
I had a whole other post planned for today. A fun one. One talking about our favorite seafood restaurant in Atlanta. It was written, scheduled, and ready to go. And yesterday morning cos-playing ICE thugs murdered another American citizen. This time a man. A nurse. 37 years old. A good man. His parents told him…
I had a whole other post with links and “return from the holidays” thoughts written and ready to go, but last night I scrapped it. Things feel too heavy right now for a lighthearted post. By now most people are aware that on Wednesday morning, January 7th, an ICE agent shot and killed Renee Nicole…