I’ve debated all day whether or not to use this platform in this way.
Will I lose subscribers who are only here for pie? Who don’t want to mix pastry with politics?
No matter.
Today has been an incredibly difficult day for those of us who walked and lived through the summer of 2017 in Charlottesville.
I want to express that if you are scared, I am here beside and behind you, just like I was then.
In the days to come, the path ahead will become more and more clear.
Here are just a few thoughts for now.
Stay off of Twitter. Better yet, deactivate your account and delete the app. Stories are being shared of the conversation happening on the site in the wake of the election results. It is what we heard during A12 writ large. Given who runs the platform this is no surprise and it’s no place to be.
Tina and I spent the day in emotional fluctuation. But we have already started having conversations about how we can be of service to our community, our friends and family, and one another.
For me, that will always involve food.
Food is my first step forward out of darkness. I’ll be looking for any and every opportunity to use the power of eating and drinking and being merry as a form of resistance.
More to come -
XO.
Rachel
(“Resist” - a piece from an anonymous yarn bomber hung on a phone pole on 4th Street outside of The Pie Chest, 2017)
This was posted on what would’ve been my sister’s 60th birthday, had she not left the premises 40 years earlier. Sometimes I envy her, but most of the time — and especially in these times — I miss her. She’d have had some choice words for these bozos.