Jerk isn’t just a seasoning; it’s a story—one that began long before Ophelia Caribbean rolled up to a corner in Keokuk. It’s a legacy of fire and patience, of rhythm and resilience. Every flicker of the grill tells a part of that story, carried from the hills of Jamaica to the heart of the Midwest. Most people think jerk is about heat, but that’s only half the truth. Real jerk isn’t about how...
The Art of Jerk: More Than Just Heat
The Spectrum of Vision
Some of us are born seeing the world through a lens others don’t understand. For years, people tried to call that difference a limitation. They measured it, categorized it, even tried to soften it with words like condition or challenge. But for me, it’s never felt like any of those things. I see it instead as a spectrum of vision — a way of noticing what others overlook. I am an entrepreneur and...
The Lost Art of Thinking Before Speaking
Words used to arrive like guests; they were expected, announced, and received with care. Today they tumble in uninvited, coatless and loud, demanding attention the moment they appear. We live in a culture of reply, where speed substitutes for insight, and where the pause that once did the quiet work of refinement has been mistaken for weakness. Yet every meaningful sentence still begins in the...
At the Inkstand
Every writer needs a place to set down their pen. For some, it is a desk worn smooth by years of ink and thought; for others, it is a quiet room where a lamp glows past midnight. For me, it is here: The Inkstand. This space will not be confined to one genre, nor hemmed in by a single theme. Some days I will weigh in on the affairs of our nation, where politics marches loud and history whispers in...
