Choke Up
While enjoying an evening at my favorite outdoor eatery with a honey artichoke salad, I seemed to forget all about my most previous experience with the vegetable. I was in bed for over 12 hours, the thorny fibers pressing against the lining of my stomach. I cancelled plans and delayed commitments all because of that damned artichoke.
A few minutes after completing my last bite of salad, I began reading this in my New Yorker.
Had I only read the magazine the week I got it, like a good reader should, my world would be completely different…
