(Reno, NV) When it’s as hot as it is today, it’s good to read something cold on the outside and warm on the inside, like Mary Frances Kennedy Fisher’s Savoring Winter
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Suddenly he handed me a piece of chocolate. The day was so cold and so bitter and so mournful, and so beautiful, that I remember that when we bit into the chocolate it snapped off. It was like crumbs of pebbles or crumbs of cement in my mouth, as I stood by the ancient cautious courteous old Frenchman, but it was one of the best communions I have ever felt with anyone.