The theme of the Spring 2025 issue of The New School’s food writing publication, The Inquisitive Eater, is MUNCH. This issue of The Inquisitive…
2023 was for Girl Dinner. I, you, we as girls ate Girl Dinner most nights of the week, if “dinner” can be at midnight…
When Jon proposed in a bookstore last summer, I slid my hand into his and said “yes” as readily as I would any question…
rolling waves of flavordo more than calmthe hungry mouth and soul.they nourish the cellswho speak to the body“when you eat these dripping greensI am…
I grew up in a farmhouse in Ireland where my mother baked every day. Tarts and crumbles and homemade bread, using apples from the…
I’ve always been an early riser. When I was a kid, I would wake up before everyone else, blinking into the dark, and creep…
Broken glass, dinner plates left uneaten, Mirrors only good for showing me what I Already knew. The young years, the naïve years. Thinking, this…
I’ve never officially been diagnosed with an eating disorder, but I am a human American woman with immigrant parents and, when I was growing…
She died while I was skate-dancing to “Fantasy” by Mariah Carey at my friend Sarah’s birthday party at Ron-A-Roll. Mid-party, my stomach started to…