missoula

  • STOCKS

    STOCKS

    The worst bar in Missoula is called Stocks – well, it’s the Stockman’s Cafe & Bar, and Dobi’s Teriyaki during the day. Don’t ask, cause I don’t want to know how that actually works. Especially because it’s actually a decent place to eat, at least given how the food scene is in Montana. But Stocks…

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  • Montana

    Montana

    An essay I wrote in the spring of 2022 about moving to Montana in 2021. Names have been changed. “I’m in love with Montana. For other states I have admiration, respect, recognition, even some affection. But with Montana it is love. And it’s difficult to analyze love when you’re in it.” ― John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley:…

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  • makin’ dirt

    makin’ dirt

    An essay about compost, and moving back to Missoula. I’m lurching around Missoula’s University District on a big blue e-bike, towing a trailer of trash cans full of food scraps and anxiously waving at the traffic that lets me through, one of the small niceties people can grant you that you don’t realize goes so…

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