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It’s been roughly five years since the phrase Make America Great Again started to monopolize our nation’s attention.  Whether you are a supporter of the MAGA agenda or an obstinate opponent, the slogan has been inescapable from the day it cascaded down a gilded escalator and into every American home. The phrase led thoughtful observers,…

At the ceremony, we stood on the Selma side of the bridge and watched John’s casket pulled by two horses go by. The crowd watched the passing of American greatness. The horses stopped at the foot of the bridge. Rose petals were scattered along the path that represented the blood that was spilled years ago. This time Alabama State Troopers cleared the way. Unlike the writers of network TV, the script writers of history never disappoint. The horses started again, at a faster gait to carry the casket over the bridge. We watched as it reached the crest of the arch, high above the Alabama River. We watched him slowly disappear over the crest, toward the other side of the bank. There was no turning back.

We want to start this blog post the same way a healthy minority of all of our daily interactions begin: there is this show on Netflix that you really should watch.  It is not about money laundering, or queens or tiger kings. It’s about food… kind of.

The excitement of traveling to a new place always comes with the stress and anxiety of the unforeseen.  These emotions were on full display as we exited the terminal in Vietnam, ending an almost 24 hour commute. 

San Francisco. The name of the city alone inspired the soundtrack that played in our minds, headlined by Scott McKenzie and woven into the fabric of the clearest blue skies.