Oh, the holidays. Those restful, festive weeks of Christmas break seem so close, yet so far away. I’d almost forgotten that my mom and I recorded this video together while I was in Missouri. When we had a chance to go out for a little outing by ourselves, we (unsurprisingly) headed straight for one of the cozy little bars that pepper downtown Springfield, Mo., these days.
When we both ordered Mother’s Little Helper, an excellent IPA from Springfield’s own Mother’s Brewing Company, I couldn’t help but set up my phone/camera with some coasters and salt and pepper shakers and ask her a few questions that I’d been wanting to ask about how she identifies (or how she doesn’t) as a feminist. The video cuts off halfway through and the lighting is terrible, but you can get some sense of where she is coming from, which undeniably has informed my own perspective.
I love that Hamburger Helper story. Thanks, Mom, for letting me share it.