It’s that time of year again. No, I am not talking about bikini season. I’m talking about bunion season.I did not even know I had a bunion until fairly recently and now, every time I start wearing sandals again, I am reminded that I do. I imagine it was growing on the sly for years before my husband, Peter, brought it to my attention.“You have a bunion,” he said.“I do not!” I immediately answered—because I had no idea what it was.“Yes, you do. Right there, on your foot.”“That’s not a bunion. It’s always been like that… I think.”“No, that’s a ...