When I went to college at Oberlin, where my parents met, I found out that my mom had not only been in the MOST hippie-dippie of co-ops, which was appropriately vegan, but was the head tofu maker there too. So I began to learn what she loves about tofu.

When you’ve reached the bottom of anything, you create a hollow.

For those who find comfort in food while going through the unthinkable.

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“Be grateful for your abundance, you privileged piece of shi*t!”

The one thing I have managed to commit to over quarantine is perfecting the best possible breakfast sandwich, from the ideal ingredients to cooking and assembly; I am here to share the fruits of my labor.

The taste of Butterbeer should have been my first clue that JK Rowling is a monster.

Holiday meals have always been mired in conflict for me.

If you, like me, have incredibly niche neuroses and intensive caretaker concerns that include providing your hook-up a breakfast to remember (or at least sustain themselves), these five quick, low-maintenance, dietary-specification-inclusive recipes are for you.

I absolutely remember this feeling. “Am I crazy? Am I just making this up to complicate my life?” The answer is, no, you’re not. You’re not making it up. It’s real, and it’s fine, and it’s gonna be amazing.

I don’t see it as a culinary failure to plan to have instant noodles for dinner. But before I get into my favorite ways to elaborate on, accessorize, perhaps even elevate a pack of instant noodles, it’s important to note that not all instant noodles are created equal.

Stir frying is all about the drama: high heat, wildly fast stirring, the explosive sizzle that sets off my smoke alarm. To begin, I slip my apron over my head and put on some Whitney. There are few things I like better than singing “I Have Nothing” to some food I’m about to eat, and begging it to stay in my mouth if it dares.

The first time I took care of COVID patients, I felt helpless. I’d lost access to my purpose, to my spiritual practice that lives within deeply connecting to my patients. I felt undeserving of human connection. I’d become a “dirty” nurse.

Gird your loins, Bette and Tina are back in town! Meanwhile, Alice is getting cancelled, Finley and Carrie are walking up a moderate incline, Tess is dancing on her own, Shane’s got a big pitch, Sophie’s got a show to run and just like you, Dre loves Dani!

When Thanksgiving rolled around I spent all my money on alcohol, and was left eating potatoes every meal for two weeks.

“I ate lemon-filled doughnuts with a woman who made my head spin. I decided that it was her commitment to eating good food, like me, that drew me to her. Every bite was sour-sweet.”

Being focused on women never seemed remarkable to me. I grew up in a household with my mom, my younger sister, and my dad, so even if we were just being fair, 75% of our time was focused on women. And we were not fair.

I’m not coming out to you as a lesbian, umma, I’m coming out as your daughter. I’m tired of being a stranger to you and I’m tired of tripping over boxes in my living room because you’re incapable of just being vulnerable with me.

Someone has figured out how to make vegan poached eggs???