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Sometimes I feel like human beings were never meant to live at the scale we currently do. Just yesterday, two passengers on a Delta airlines flight refused to wear masks–forcing the plane to return to the gate and have them removed. I wonder if this would have happened before the consolidation of the Internet, back…

Because I can’t figure out how to turn off the Netflix auto-preview feature, every time I log on, I am pummeled with the same trailers of the shows the company’s algorithm thinks I want to watch. One of these shows is the Emmy-nominated Chef’s Table, a docu-series that profiles various famous chefs around the world…

I like to think that this sauce is a truly original creation for which I can take credit, though as with all foods, that probably isn’t the case. But because that reality has never stopped anyone else from claiming invention, I’m just going to go ahead and do that here until told otherwise. It’s a…

One weird thing about American food is that we steam a lot of things that don’t taste good steamed and we don’t steam a lot of things that do. This is not our fault–we are a young country after all, and so we are still learning. But to provide an example, broccoli and brussels sprouts…

In these trying times, we all rely on sources of comfort to ground us, to hold things in perspective as the vast world spins, indifferent. I would like to share one of mine that has never let me down, which is the app LinkedIn. There is something uniquely reassuring about knowing that even people who…

Sometimes I think back to the time when recipes on the Internet did not come ensnared in ads and autoplay videos, all throbbing with that yearning pulse of SEO optimization. How varied our tastes and expressions were back then!

Food is like the weather. Experienced by all, it makes for reliable small talk, both accessible and banal. We’ve all been there. Be it with a coworker or an in-law or those friends we meet for brunch on a quarterly basis, there we find ourselves, again and again, circling that conversational cul-de-sac, dutifully providing our views…

The honeydew is unloved.