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To Understand My Mom

That morning I ordered waffles, which I almost never do. Funny I can recall the waffles with such clarity (syrup-soaked, dense) and next the walk home along a Chicago street bordered by pudgy brownstones. It was a sunlit April day, the bitterness of Midwest winter finally releasing its grasp. My phone rang — “book the next flight, come home” — …

Summer Is Here and So Is My Note on Love

Irrelevance—like its more evil and twisted stepsister, irreverence—is a term not often price-tagged to the present of love. But as summer approaches and we flirt with finding our own summertime flings, the word is about to stick like a wet bathing suit to that very topic, more specifically to the idea of love’s most debilitating strain: amore unrequitedare (or something …

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Iron Chef Gauntlet is Coming to Food Network April 16

To be honest, Iron Chef America always seemed more like a bad ’80s Japanese action movie with zero gory fight scenes than it did a fiercely competitive cooking show but nevertheless, I’m pretty stoked for its Food Network return on April 16, 9 p.m. ET/PT. Hosted by the incomparable Alton Brown, Iron Chef Gauntlet seeks to determine which of seven uber-famous culinary artists can …

Valentine’s Day Aftermath: A Note On Love

Irrelevance—like its more evil and twisted stepsister, irreverence—is a term not often price-tagged to the present of love. But in a recent story published by Man Repeller’s Amelia Diamond, the word is affixed to that very topic, more specifically to the idea of love’s most debilitating strain: amore unrequitedare (or something Latin-sounding and ominous). Why do respectable dating prospects turn us down …

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10 Chefs to Follow … To the Ends of the Earth

The foodie world is so large and yet, thanks to Instagram, so very small. Scottish langoustines can be seen from Prague to Oklahoma; a Tuscan heirloom tomato’s swirling reddish colors can be viewed by epicurean eyes in France. Or Switzerland. Or Thailand. Or from Aunt Edna’s basement where you’re currently sleeping on a half-tattered couch because rent is cheap and you’re in that …

Revelation Underground

By Melissa Marni The subway car made its way toward 59th Street, a metal serpent slinking beneath Manhattan’s Upper West Side. Moments before, the doors of the 1 train had slid open and four or five sleepy passengers emerged, settling with their foil-wrapped deli lunches onto blue plastic seats. It was the dance of the morning commuter and Ava Chase once …

Freedom’s Gate

If you’re in the business of counting thoughts, Donovan Springer, on a cloudless night in late April, had two. First: An imagination unrealized was a deadly weapon indeed. Second: The taste of freedom proved an enticing combination of salty and sweet. He imagined then how everyday life rarely afforded opportunities for large quantities of freedom to cross one’s lips or …