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...life are marked by the same discipline. She doesn't read reviews. Her Pulitzer is still in its bubble wrap. When she writes, she likes to pretend that she never won the prize at all, that life is as simple as it was when she was writing Interpreter back in Boston. "I have to will my world, my life, back to that place, because that's where I find the freedom to write," she says. "If I stop to think about fans, or best-selling, or not best-selling, or good reviews, or not-good reviews, it just becomes...
...shadowy halls of the Iraqi National Museum, the remnants of Babylon seem largely forgotten. The carved stone forms of 2,000-year-old rulers are scattered haphazardly throughout a maze of high-ceilinged, dusty halls; their silent expressions barely visible beneath even dustier shrouds of plastic wrap. Not a single tourist graces the building, where cardboard boxes and broken office chairs mingle with the treasure left in disarray...
...decided to go into the restaurant industry over the last few bites of the best ham and cheese sandwich I had ever tasted. It was actually more like a roll-up. Or a wrap, perhaps, if you imagine the familiar thin tortilla-like casing replaced with extra fluffy crust-free white bread devoid of any hint of soggyness despite its precarious position spiraled perfectly around melted cheese and thin, warm ham. It was cut in half, placed on a platter of crispy, hand-cut, lightly salted potato chips and set in front of me in the bar room...
...this strange wrap-roll-up-sandwich creation was unlike anything I had previously encountered. I savored each bite and, to my dining companion’s unsurprised boredom, chronicled each delicious detail that made the platter so utterly delectable. As I clawed the remnants of sticky, sweet cheese off my devoured plate, my blabbering became a monologue on how the dish—so close to perfection—might yet be bettered still...
...restaurateurs in what must be the hundreds, and now press closer (hopefully, someday, maybe) to securing a job for the now too-near future, my confidence in my own strange road is budding. It is odd, but exciting. A new twist. Refreshing. Kind of like a ham and cheese wrap-roll-up-sandwich on your last day in Barcelona...