'Story For Your Review'
These four serious-seeming words were the subject line of an email from a colleague at work. And that didn't seem out of place, considering the type of work we do.
But when I opened the email, I was delighted to find something out of the ordinary: a story for my review that didn't have anything to do with our work.
This is now an excuse to share Caity Weaver's latest epic in The Atlantic, in which she answers the question all right-thinking Americans are wondering at some point in their day: Which restaurant has the best free bread?
Caity Weaver
If you're a lover of good writing (or basically at all on the internet in the past week or so), you've likely read this. (Or at least read some of it while pausing to catch your breath; it is a big 'un.)
I'm not even writing primarily to extol the virtues of the piece or convince you to read it (though I do and you should); I'm writing to celebrate this tiny moment of recognition, by one former journalist to another. My colleague saw me as I hope to be seen:
"You've probably already feasted on the attached story, but if you haven't, it's worth the read!"
He was right, on both counts. And that felt good: not only to be known but to actually like what you're known for.
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