In praise of salt
Standing up for enjoyment even when it goes against the grain
For a number of years, I’ve carried with me a small glass jar. It comes with me whenever I leave the house, migrating from purse to tote bag to backpack and back again. When I travel, it travels, too. When I fly, it’s right there in my carry on. It’s not a lucky charm or an amulet. It’s a container of fleur de sel from The Meadow.
