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Salt grinders are bullshit, and other lessons from growing up in the spice trade

When I was a kid, I had no trouble describing what my dad did for a living. He was a chef (and still is). Harder to explain was what my mom did; there wasn’t a word for her job. And so, with my child’s head full of fantasy and what I read in books, I insisted my mother was a spice merchant. It gave a historical heft…