My Tribe and I In a characteristically compelling essay called “Grub: A Man in the Market,”1 Garret Keizer briefly muses on his distaste for upper New England farmers’ markets. He concedes that those institutions appeal to what his wife Kathy calls “our tribe.” That’s the tribe, I suppose, one might equally associate with me and my
So much of your life and attitude to same pulled together in this essay. Terrific to read. Compulsively readable.