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My father had a standard response to a certain type of question, and that response was “only the best.” That’s a tall order, and of course the idea of what’s best is very subjective. The statement taught me not to settle for mediocrity. At work I meet with families and often tell them to manage their […]
I’ve had the good fortune of living near an ocean all of my life, first the Atlantic and now the Pacific. My parents loved the beach, and growing up in the Bronx we spent every weekend on hot crowded buses just to get to Orchard Beach, a beach populated by immigrants and locals. Once we […]
I have no memory of the first time I ever ate BBQ. Clearly it wasn’t in The Bronx and it surprises me that what I now count among my favorite things to eat has a beginning steeped in mystery. Chicken, hot dogs, hamburgers, corn, it doesn’t really matter, nothing tastes as good as something hot […]
The Graf brothers all loved nature, the outdoors, and animals. My father would watch shows about the animal kingdom and would tell us stories of the pets he owned growing up in Warka, Poland. A porcupine, really? He was already well into his seventies when he suddenly decided to stop eating chicken and beef, purely […]
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