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November 14, 2014 |

Personal History of Beer

Josip Novakovich

I stayed in the monastery for a month to read the entire Bible in the Luther translation in German. My reward was that every evening, I would get a pint of ale that the monks made right there, and it came from large rotting oak barrels, which enhanced the flavor. After Gregorian chants, prayers, and then a couple of halb-liter, the monks were pretty close to God.

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Food Memories photo

November 13, 2014 | Fiction

Food Memories

Sara McGrath

The girl you spent a whole summer watching Beverly Hills 90210 and eating McDonald’s lunches with ran up behind you, taking hold of your backpack.

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November 13, 2014 | Poetry

4 Poems

Mandy Gutmann-Gonzalez

The Doctor’s Office

is windowless. He asks me to undress—You can wear this. He places a large white bird wing in my lap. It’s winter. I’m holding gloves. Then he’s back and I’m lying on the

Somewhere Between Now and the Zucchini photo

November 13, 2014 | Fiction

Somewhere Between Now and the Zucchini

Warren Buchanan

I ran into myself at the grocery store the other day. The store had just run out of Cookie Crisp cereal. The worst part was that I'd gone to the store specifically to get the cereal, along with