One Hundred

Well blog friends, it's a big day, in several ways.

This is post number one hundred. It's hard to believe that I've sat down at this kitchen counter, usually early in the morning like this, that many times. That was part of the point, to sit down to write on a regular basis. But I didn't think about how it would feel to hit this number and look back. It feels pretty great.

I also didn't think about how it would feel to watch my visit stats climb and have feedback from readers. That feels pretty great too, so thank you, readers, for reading and commenting.

But as they say on TV, that's not all! An essay I wrote specifically for Sauce Magazine appears in their September edition. It's about food, naturally, but it's also about an unhappy event, and a kind of masala I've toyed with writing about here: Native American culture.

And finally, partly to mark the occasion, I'm taking this blog's schedule down to two days a week: Tuesdays and Sundays. That way, I'll have more time to work on the book. Yep, a book. About my personal masala, in novel form. It's already been a revelatory process, and I'm looking forward to sinking my teeth into it.

I suspect I may share parts of it here, sometime during the next one hundred posts.