“What is that?” My friend asked me this when she saw the little “altar” I’d set up in the corner of my living room. I say “altar” because it’s not really an altar. Calling it such...
Once upon a time, mukashi mukashi, there lived a beautiful woman in Yotsuya named Oiwa. A ronin (a masterless samurai) named Iemon wanted to marry Oiwa, but her father knew of Iemon’s misdeeds and...
“No. Absolutely not. You cannot move into that apartment. Do you know how much I’ll worry about you if you do? Absolutely not.” Standing on a street corner in Brooklyn, in front of a bank I was...