“Oh,” I said blankly. “I love the Midwest.”
That was the end of our airplane conversation, but I awoke at two then next morning, fuming over her dismissive attitude. After I thought of six witty comebacks I could have made, it occurred to me: What if she’d asked why I love my home? What would I have said?
This blog is my answer. In this space I celebrate the people, places, events and food of America’s Heartland. Please join me in a spirit of discovery.