“It tastes like chicken,” my dad said as I looked down at the cooked frog legs on my plate at a fine dining restaurant in Monterrey, Mexico, when I was 8 years old. I can’t remember if I ate them or not, but I remember that moment. I was thinking: how does someone cook a frog? There’s an old fable …
Panic or Prepare?
This is a guest post from our friend, Adrienne Twigg. Have you ever awakened in the middle of the night dreading a meeting, a decision that must be made, or a conversation that you anticipate will be difficult, challenging, or contentious? Absolutely, I would raise my hand and say, “guilty as charged.” Also, how many of us put that “event” …