Posts in Fall
Pan de Muerto

I first experienced El Día de los Muertos in Oaxaca, México, where I studied at La Universidad Mesoamericana with my sister Emily during the fall semester of 1999. I have vivid memories of dusk falling on those days in la Ciudad de Oaxaca. Thousands of candles were flickering throughout the zócalo (the town square), and there was color everywhere. Vibrant sand sculptures formed skeletons and the blossoms of bright orange marigolds made bold borders around the art. It was celebratory, but it was reverent.

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The Preacher's Pasta

A few weeks ago, my friend Josh called asking me to help illustrate his teaching online. He’s the lead teaching pastor at our church, Woodmen Valley Chapel. Josh asked me to cook something simple and not too expensive that anyone could make to illustrate the beauty and enjoyment in that process. Because it doesn’t have to be fancy or expensive to be amazing.

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