“I’d like one of everything,” I said, rubbing my hands together. “Haha, yeah,” said the man at the Taco Bell counter, who clearly thought I was kidding. “No. I, uh, I...

It’s not that my parents didn’t raise me. They did. I clearly remember them being around. It’s just that they didn’t raise me alone. The TV was (and is) the central feature...

I don't remember how old I was the first time I saw a beet, but I remember it seemed important. Deep red in thick slices, it looked like cranberry jelly out of a can.