There are two different kinds of writing about food on this blog, and they live in different places. Recipes live in Recipes. Those are the posts with ingredient lists and step-by-step instructions; the things you can pull up on your phone, scale the servings, and actually make. If you came looking for dinner, that’s the…
Every food has a backstory. Most of the ones we got told are wrong. Not lying-wrong, usually. Story-wrong. Stories travel faster than facts, and the version that travels is the version that wins. Someone decides. The decision calcifies. The origin disappears, or gets sanded down, or gets handed to whoever had better marketing. By the…
This is the section for the human stories behind the kitchen, and for the not-just-food work the blog does alongside everything else. Family. Pets. Grief. Year reflections. The trips that mattered. The people I miss. The dog who showed up and stayed. The cats who run the household. The complicated business of being alive long…
Most Fridays, I write up the week. What I read. What I watched. What I cooked. What’s growing in the garden. What’s happening in the world that I have something to say about. The annoying small thing that’s been bothering me, the surprising small thing that delighted me, the recipe I’m planning for next week….
Welcome to Kitchen Disasters, which is currently empty because either I’ve been having a really good run lately or I’ve been suppressing the evidence. (Reader, it’s not the first one.) I cook a lot. I cook ambitious things. I cook unfamiliar things. I cook things that require equipment I do not own and substitute with…
Food is political. That’s not a hot take; it’s just the truth. Every choice in a kitchen is a small political act. Where you buy, what you buy, who grew it, who picked it, who got paid, who got credit, who got left out of the story. Most of the time you don’t think about…
For nearly a decade, I’ve designed and printed a menu for every Christmas and Thanksgiving dinner I’ve hosted. I didn’t plan to start a tradition. The first one was practical: I had a complicated meal coming together with multiple courses, multiple sides, and a couple of dishes I’d never made before. I wanted to write…
