Rice has a bad rap here in the West, one that I participated in until I visited my friend in Cambridge one summer. Her roommate had a daily rice ritual passed down from his family: he has his own mini rice cooker, and every dayread more
Following instructions puts me on my A-game. Give me a box of Ikea component parts, a tiny wrench, and a word-less assembly guide, and I’ll be in my happy place for the next seven hours. The exception is cooking. Although I identify as both a baker andread more
Following instructions puts me on my A-game. Give me a box of Ikea component parts, a tiny wrench, and a word-less assembly guide, and I’ll be in my happy place for the next seven hours. The exception is cooking. Although I identify as both a baker andread more
I think and talk a lot about reframing situations to make them more manageable and/or more pleasant. Stuck on line at Trader Joe’s? Meditate. Out of cash to get fruit at the fruit stand for breakfast? Make it a savory one instead. Wishing every mealread more
For the past eleven years, I’ve dealt on and off (mostly on) with intense digestive issues ranging from abdominal cramping and distention, constipation, and a “full” feeling that creeps up into my throat and is the antithesis of the good kind of full-feeling after you’ve hadread more
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.” So said Mark Twain aboutread more
This classic Mediterranean/Israeli dish is my go-to whenever I’m craving something refreshing, simple, and as visually appealing as it is culinary. With minimal cooking time (and even that’s only a brief boil on the stove), it’s also perfect for summertime menus—at-home dinners and barbecues alikeread more
I recently came to the oddly satisfying realization of having reached a new stage of New Yorker-dom when I attempted to wear something red for International Women’s Day last week. Searching through my closet and dresser drawers that morning, I found myself swimming in a sea ofread more
