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It’s been a long time, but I think sometimes you need to leave yourself to find and return to yourself. Sometimes, that leaving is about letting go of the things you love the most. The hope is that you return to a new, altered state–one where you can feel the journey taken and what you’ve…
I went through a dark phase where the smell of meat made me ill. It was a combination of buying spoiled meat from Whole Foods (and not recognizing it until I got home and it stunk up my entire apartment) and a bout of food poisoning. My disgust was so real that I couldn’t even…
When I love something, I love it down to the bone. I fall hard and the bottom gives way and, for a moment, I forget a life existed before the infatuation. One year, I ate avocados so much I became allergic to them. Another year, a friend suggested I quit it with the chickpeas because…
If I had one weakness (well, I have many, but I digress), it’s this pasta. I found the original recipe on Tastemade and it reminded me of the old-school Hamburger Helper I used to eat when I was a kid, but all dressed up. I futzed with the original quite a bit to suit my…
Last night, I spent time with new friends who probably love food more than I do. They’re all about the hunt. Forget the fancy pants, reservations-only eateries, they’re more into the hidden gems–L.A. institutions and incredible Korean BBQ in strip malls. Yesterday, we feasted on Greek food that was full of flavor and low…
It’s been a while since I’ve blogged. Candidly, I started to resent putting myself out there so publicly, feeling odd when strangers seemed to think they know me based on what I chose to share online. I won’t return to this space daily or share to the degree of intimacy to which you’d grown…
