Again. I start writing on an ordinary day. I put it down with the hope of finishing later, and then in that time in between, the New York Times starts yelling at me from my phone. I check the news, I check Twitter (which on the whole I don’t love, but it’s always where I…
not for now but for later
Because it’s now that I’m here and I write, this list will live in this place, not for now but for later. Not for today, when just tonight at 8:08, we cheered and said hooray! It’s been a decade, 10 whole years! since you came twirling into the world. Not tonight, when we ate lemon…
in which our hero makes 8 mangos taste like bad and salty fish
Yesterday, Joey told me I was the “Don Quixote of food writers.” I demanded an explanation, but once he saw the challenge/panic in my eyes, he shut up and changed the subject. But what he meant was that I bumble about and make hilarious mistakes so that other people can gain insight from laughing at…
first of the month: money panic
I’d like to try something new today. Every time I ask a question here on the site, all your answers blow me away. Inevitably, one or two of you even send me emails with full essays answering the question, confessing that your answer feels too long to put in the comments. I sit in bed…
a torte for passover
Someday, I hope I can pull off Passover. Right now, I don’t have the grounding, the table, the plate, the haggadah, or the Yiddish. I always imagine my grandmother with her blue embroidered placemats and the crumpled tissue she would unearth from deep within her cleavage so she could dab her eyes when we all…
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