Do You Do Weird Things?
Just the other day, I texted my husband a picture of fresh thyme posing on a cutting board, with the caption, “Do you do weird things?” Now, before your mind plunges into the gutter, you should know that there’s nothing dirty about this text. When my husband and I first met, we were one month…
I am the pan that will change your life.
If you haven’t heard about me by now, then you must live under a rock. I am everywhere. I will pop up on your Instagram feed multiple times a day, held by my handle by smiling women with loosely tousled beach waves. And now that you have read this, you will see me even more…
Close-Ups: Roasting a Chicken
He chopped vegetables and slid thyme off stems, while I rubbed oil and shoved lemon into darkness. Six hours slow cooking and seven minutes kissing the broiler later, he dug the dull knife into the loose joints of our browned bird. Nauseated, I walked my ears away. (Sorry, Julia Child.)