The Perfect Plate to Mark the Transition From Summer Into Autumn

Last night I hosted with a friend, and the guests were ourselves. We cooked for each other, together.  This particular friend is an excellent cook, our friendship being formed through the accumulation of instances in creative home cooking with one another, each delicious outcome cementing our friendship further, in a series of alchemical bondings in the…

24 Perfect Hours in Rome

It’s a heatwave and I’m sitting in Bungee Space in Nolita drinking a guava cold brew from a glass with a rim coated with salted plum sugar thinking, why is New York so cool? So cool that this heatwave feels soothing. As I drink my cool coffee I’m thinking about the Matrix, and how this drink…

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