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February 23, 2011

Theresa Hong: Gaining an appreciation for winter's bounty

There's a monster on a plate, and nobody seems to care but me. I sit alone at the kitchen table, disdainfully staring at the green balls of slime seemingly slithering on my plate. And at 8 years old, it seems to me even my mother's fashionable table abhors its guests. I know it longs for a more palatable vegetable to be seen with.

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