• Posts Tagged ‘work’

    lenten journal: in the soup

    by  • March 3, 2010 • Uncategorized • 1 Comment

    Today I worked on a project that was off the menu, if you will, along with the other prep I had to do to get ready for dinner. One of the organizations in Durham that works hard to figure out how to feed and house folks who, for whatever reason, are hungry and homeless...

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    lenten journal: missing pucks and pound cake

    by  • March 2, 2010 • Uncategorized • 3 Comments

    The restaurant where I work at Duke serves dinner Monday through Thursday, which means we do our best to run out of everything on Thursday night and we have to recreate most everything on Monday. I go in on Monday mornings (I get there about eleven) and start working my way down the list....

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    it’s my job

    by  • January 24, 2010 • Uncategorized • 2 Comments

    In the middle of the afternoon, as I was cooking for a friend and Ginger was sermonizing, as she calls it, she started reading MLK quotes to me, ending with this one, which she introduced by saying, “Here’s one I didn’t know.” If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should...

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    taking time

    by  • November 4, 2009 • Uncategorized • 2 Comments

    Remember when Alanis Morissette told us irony was “like rain on your wedding day” – which is mostly sad and not ironic at all? Well, it’s not raining here in Durham, but I have my own offering of irony: I’ve been all set for a post on Sabbath for several days and haven’t made...

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    he’s got danny glover eyes

    by  • August 27, 2009 • Uncategorized • 4 Comments

    We have a new dishwasher at the restaurant at Duke. His name is Arnaldo and he is from Cuba. He is about my height and, I’m guessing not much over half my weight. His skin is dark – ebony – and yet luminous enough to let you see the lines worn into his skin...

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    waking up

    by  • May 30, 2009 • Uncategorized • 5 Comments

    I’m about a week and a half into the resurrection of the ritual of writing my Morning Pages and I’m already feeling a shift. I’m getting used to getting up and, other than making the coffee, letting those three handwritten pages be the first thing I do. Those scribbles are starting to shake up...

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    mixing metaphors

    by  • May 26, 2009 • Uncategorized • 5 Comments

    Walk into any professional kitchen and you will most likely find two things at a premium: knives and cutting boards. In fact, in many restaurants, it is customary for the chefs to provide their own knives. Practically, it means when you get a hold of a cutting board, you make the most of it...

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    of skunks and storms

    by  • May 12, 2009 • Uncategorized • 5 Comments

    It was a dark and stormy afternoon and I was trapped in the Barnes and Noble by a thunderstorm. Ginger was on the other end of the Streets of Southpoint looking for shoes. Since I had the time, I migrated upstairs to the poetry section to see what I could see. There I found...

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    lenten journal: dishwashing service

    by  • April 10, 2009 • Uncategorized • 3 Comments

    I’ve never really gotten foot washing. When I was a youth minister in Texas, we had a foot washing service one Maundy Thursday and it was solemn and thoughtful and meaningful and, well, what I can say is I got more out of washing than being washed. Then again, I’m not one for having...

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    lenten journal: edible art

    by  • March 1, 2009 • Uncategorized • 1 Comment

    Some years ago, Ginger and I were in Paris and we attached ourselves to edge of a tour group walking through Notre Dame Cathedral, mostly because I wanted to pick up a few more pieces of useless facts and information to store in my brain. The guide was talking about the stained glass windows...

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