Even In This Time, Be Thankful

In any other year, kitchens are already looking like a war room preparing for the great day. Recipe books are retrieved and researched. Lists of foods to be brought by family and guests are closely watched.

But this isn’t any average year. The coronavirus was announced like an enemy without a clear definition, like a thief in the night, a sci-fi character with bloodlust but no physical characteristics. The hope for a short-lived threat has been treated as an empty hope with no clear end date, a battle with no clear objective or goal. It could be easy to say there is no hope. But that would be...