Here We Still Are
The ICE killings we keep excusing, taken apart name by name, and why a food blog is the place to do it: the hands that feed us are the hands being hunted.
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The Cookies I Bake When Everything Is Too Much
I baked these cookies on Saturday. The day Alex Pretti was shot and killed by ICE thugs in Minneapolis. These are my comfort cookies. The ones I make when I need the repetitiveness. The rhythm. When I need to not think about anything past the next 8 to 12 minutes. I don’t actually make cookies…
