About halfway through our meal, I noticed an elderly gentleman looking my way. Through his unhappy glances, I could tell that my Muslim friend’s hijab was making him uncomfortable and possibly even a bit angry. A couple of times I saw him adjust in his chair, and I thought that he might come over and say something unkind.
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There is power in the kitchen, in gathering in this sacred space with our Muslim friends.
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That day our interaction with this couple challenged my thinking. I met the person and the family behind the voice.
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