I had never been a Mallomar child. Long before my beta cells retired, I’d been relieved to award the fondant flower to the loudest…
1) Preheat the Oven to 350°. Press each button; 3-5-0 with buzzing fingers. Fingers moving quickly and anxiously, ready for the magic of dough.…
Welcome to Cafe Mama, where the food is always lukewarm, the portions are either too large or too small, and meals are served on…
It makes sense that Ramadan is so difficult to practice, in its purest form, in such a distracted and desensitized nation. Influenced by mystical…
Welcome to the first edition of Cozy Questions, a new column in which TIE Nonfiction Editor, Christine Ro, interviews her best foodie friends! The…
A fragile seed encased within a jelly-like surface. The moment I bite in, I’m met with a savory and slightly bittersweet crimson juice. I…
One morning, when I was sitting on the bench in our hallway, not even wanting to tie my shoes, my husband said to me,…
“She looks just like a piece of cake,” say the courtiers, when Marie Antoinette’s at the dinner table. True enough. In Sofia Coppola’s 2006…
2023 was for Girl Dinner. I, you, we as girls ate Girl Dinner most nights of the week, if “dinner” can be at midnight…