'Praise the soft insides of baguettes'

Like music, one supposes, food, the memory of its procuring, preparing and consuming, leaves an indelible mark on us that is visceral and easily stirred. We all must eat, and so we all know our own private litany of foods of our childhood. Susan Nguyen calls her poem an 'Ode to Hunger', reminding us that the line between satiation and need is so thin, and sometimes sits at the heart of what many o...

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