One time many years ago I had the opportunity to sample of piece of muktuk.
I didn’t much care for it because it had a faintly fishy taste and the same rubbery consistency of whale blubber. That’s probably because muktuk is whale blubber.
But I try my best never to allow my ... read more ››
In the Oscar-winning film, Forrest Gump’s mother said life was like a box of chocolates – a package of delights offering a never-ending series of surprises.
But for North American Indians, life is more like a box of crayons, a container in which there’s a predictable slot for each and every ... read more ››