Soups

I grew up among women who cooked everything—all the meals for their families, and most every kind of food. From barbecue burgers and potato salad to French toast, and intricate cookies passed down from my German great-grandmother (who measured things in pinches, apparently—my kind ofread more

There are many reasons that our agni—or digestive fire, in Sanskrti/Ayurveda-speak—can get confused, weak, or even raging out of control such that our true hunger signals don’t come through. We also have little agnis everywhere, in all of our tissue systems and our sense organs,read more

When the days get darker, our internal light needs to get brighter. Ayurveda speaks about this energetic shift in terms of agni, our digestive fire, which is at its strongest in the fall and winter, allowing us to digest the heavier, denser, and more building seasonalread more

What should I wear? Should I text first or wait? What’s the meaning of life? What should I make for dinner? These are the questions that plague us humans our whole lives, and I’m happy to tell you all I have the answer: soup. That’sread more

When I was a little girl, I once ate so many carrots that I turned orange. Perhaps a premonition of what my Ayurveda studies would reveal about my dosha, I’ve never lost my taste for carrots—and all root vegetables, really. That makes winter soups, especiallyread more

Following nature’s lead when it comes to fresh produce can be hard in winter. The gray days seem to leave us with grayed-out offerings—mottled turnips and dirt-streaked carrots, potatoes for miles and bitter, tough herbs. Leaning into these grounding foods can shift our energy towardread more

They say accessories make an outfit, but the expression is rarely used when it comes to food. Ingredients like onions, garlic, and spices are traditionally used as important garnishes or flavor bases, but they are usually the foundation of a meal, not the stars. This simple soupread more

Last week NYC had its first heat wave. Normally I have a high tolerance for heat, but even I was suffering. And coming home to a fridge full of ingredients that needed cooking–read: more heat–only increased my irritability. I vowed to prevent a recurrence atread more

As I write this post, I’m staring out my window at what is perhaps a quintessentially gorgeous October afternoon day. The sun is bright, the air tingling with a bit of crispness, bringing to mind the word I associate most with this month: golden. Whether it’sread more