A Bar Not As Good

August 12, 2017 ~ Evelyn Mitsunaga ~ 1 Comment

The Clark Bar looked so inviting on the shelf, until I took a bite. Not as good: childhood sweets don’t taste the same sixty-five years later. The candy bar at $1.29 was the cheapest thing I could find in the Bass Pro Shop, a store so huge that even 14-foot rowboats stacked outside look small. … Continue reading A Bar Not As Good

Fireflies

July 30, 2017July 30, 2017 ~ Evelyn Mitsunaga ~ 1 Comment

The other day, standing at a busy street corner in California, I’m reminded of summer evenings, growing up in Ohio. The air would feel warm, slightly humid, and as the light faded, small yellow twinkles would start up. First one, then a couple more, then dozens, hundreds. Not synchronized, just twinkling at random. We called … Continue reading Fireflies