When I was a teenager living in the Midwest, I ate dried squid in the winter. My mom would roast the ojinguh in our fireplace while cups of Swiss Miss hot cocoa grew cold waiting on a coffee table close by. Mary, Joseph and Baby Jesus sat on our mantel above the fireplace where she […]
My Mom’s Love Letter: Ojinguh over Fire
Filed Under: Faith, Family, Fire, Flourish, Food, Lament, Loss, Love, Our Stories, Tasha Burgonyne
