"I Have Heard That Men Who Live By A Waterfall Cease To Hear It In Such A Way Did I Learn To Live Beside

"I have heard that men who live by a waterfall cease to hear it — in such a way did I learn to live beside the rushing torrent of his doom. The days passed, and he lived. The months passed, and I could go a whole day without looking over the precipice of his death. The miracle of a year, then two."

Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

“露从今夜白，月是故乡明.”

Hung’s Tattoo Parlor

377 University Avenue, St. Paul

Fruits of this short, scorching summer include zucchini bread, parsley pesto and chive dumplings.

Apple bacon biscuits with oat flour and beef stock

Father Travis leaned back. I glanced up at him. He was watching us from under his brow, his hands folded in his lap. His eyes had taken on that cyborg gleam. His cheekbones looked like they were going to break right through his skin. Not only did he own a copy of Alien, not only did he have an amazing and terrible wound, but he had called us humiliating names without actually resorting to the usual swear words. Besides that there was the deft speed with which he’d caught Angus, the free weights beside the television, the fancy Michelob. It was almost enough to make a boy want to be a Catholic.

The Round House by Louise Erdritch

Black Icing