Grocery Lists from Months I’d Rather Not Revisit
There’s something oddly intimate about grocery lists. At first glance, they seem mundane—just a collection of ingredients that will eventually…
There’s something oddly intimate about grocery lists. At first glance, they seem mundane—just a collection of ingredients that will eventually…
There are moments when I’m walking down the street in Austin, or in my kitchen, chopping vegetables, and suddenly, a…
There’s something strangely personal about the masala stains on my favorite white T-shirt. As I sit here, looking at the…
There are lessons in life you don’t expect to learn from someone who isn’t family. And yet, sometimes, it’s the…
“I ate this because it was there.” It’s a phrase I’ve uttered more than once while standing in front of…
There’s a certain feeling you get when you open your freezer and gaze upon the chaos of frozen items you’ve…
Let’s face it: we’ve all been there. You’re sitting at the kitchen table, staring into an open jar of pickle,…
Food, for me, has always been more than just fuel. It’s my emotional outlet, my comfort, and my reflection of…
When I first moved to Austin from Mumbai, I was determined to embrace all things Texan—barbecue, tacos, and a steady…
I’ve spent years cooking with a set of ingredients that are often more about instinct than measurements. I didn’t learn…