by Marilee Jolin
I’m absolutely judging her. And I shouldn’t. Just because she’s blonde and wearing high heels and carrying a huge, expensive purse doesn’t mean she’s racist. It doesn’t mean she’s a gentrifier. I shouldn’t judge her – I know nothing about her. Continue reading Sunday Stew: Blonde Woman Staring
by Celia Y. Weisman (Painting by Pat Matthews)
Whenever one of us kids sassed him at the dinner table, my father would say “America!” with that bemused yet humorous smile lingering on his lips, right below that bushy signature mustache. He’d say it twice, and we always waited for the second pronouncement, because it was delivered with such perfection of timing and intonation: “America!” Though he held the entire family captive as audience, this moment of theater was directed specifically to his father, the Austrian-born Jew Sam Weisman, former rag peddler of Manhattan’s lower East side, who watched his son grow up to become a big-time NYC doctor. Continue reading Sunday Stew: America! America!
by Jennifer Cox
So, I love the Skyway Grocery Outlet. I have for quite a time loved Grocery Outlet in general , but when a branch of the bargain market materialized within five minutes of my home, I was ecstatic. Screaming deals dotted with movie-themed décor make for fruitful and entertaining shopping trips. Continue reading Sunday Stew: Chips, Ahoy!
by Jennifer Cox
In around six months, I will turn 40. Getting older has never bothered me because, consider the alternative. I have, however, felt as though maybe I haven’t accomplished as much as should have before entering my fourth decade. I haven’t been married, I don’t have any human children, and I don’t own a house. Continue reading How to Turn 40
Note: This is the third in our Sunday Stew Essay Series by notable South End area essayists, touching on a diverse array of topics. The second can be read here.
by Jaime Rodriguez
Seattle—the Emerald City, they call it—full of such life and splendid beauty. The downside to this is the murkiness that lies within this sprawling metropolis. When I speak of murkiness I speak of its deeply racist undertones. Continue reading Sunday Stew: Arm and Arm
Note: This is the second in our Sunday Stew Essay Series by notable South End area essayists, touching on a diverse array of topics. The first can be read here.
by Paul Kiefer
Damian Clairmont, in the eyes of many Americans, was evil. Continue reading Sunday Stew: The Fragility of Damian Clairmont
by Lola Peters
Dear Mars Hill Alumni:
Yup. Now’s a good time to reframe your identity: ALUMNI. No doubt Rick Warren gave you lots of good ideas on how to get past this transition in your lives, but I thought you might want to hear from someone who’s actually gone through something similar: a spiritual divorce, if you will. Continue reading Sunday Stew: Dear Mars Hill Alumni