Would you like your Maladaptive Daydreamer served Sautéed or Caramelized?
This is an essay I wrote for my introductory college-level writing seminar on February 7th, 2023 EXHIBIT A: Upon hearing my angel Mother crying, Dad came into the kitchen to see what the matter was. Her Diagnosis: “Onions are so Sad!” EXHIBIT B: When I began volunteering with the Columbia Center for Urban Agriculture in November of 2020, my experience working with plants was sparse. Though I had learned some basic skills such as weeding and composting while working in my family’s raised garden in our side yard, including a concept which I would practice that summer: One evening very long ago, I had been asked to go into our garden and trim some green onions for dinner. On that occasion, I had been selective about which green onion stems I would truncate, giving the shorter ones more time to grow, but I did not know at the time that the longest stems would go to seed if allowed to grow longer. This day, I had been assigned to trim back sweet potato vines which were encumbering a p...