Lexie

“You will stumble on secrets. Hidden all over the restaurant: Mexican oregano, looking cauterized, as heady as pot. Large tins of Chef’s private anchovies from Catalonia hidden behind the bulk olive oil. Quarts of grassy sencha and tiny bullets of stone-ground matcha. Ziplock bags of masa. In certain lockers, bottles of sriracha. Bottles of well whiskey in the dry goods. Bars of chocolate slipped between books in the manager’s office.

And people too, with their secret crafts, their secret fluency in other languages. The sharing of secrets is a ceremony, marking kinship. You have no secrets yet, so you don’t know what you don’t know. But you can intuit it while holding yourself on the skin of the water, treading above deep pockets, faint voices underneath you.”
― Stephanie Danler, Sweetbitter

“I guess you aren't going to rescue me from my life: a love story.”
― Melissa Broder, So Sad Today: Personal Essays

“You’re thinking about one woman while trying to reach another, and despite this apparent abundance of women, you feel lonely and desolate as hell, and, almost unconsciously, you drive to the house of a third, and the third woman is your mother.”
― Jonathan Tropper, Everything Changes

“I have since found that almost everybody in the meat business is funny —just as almost everyone in the fish business is not.”
― Anthony Bourdain, Kitchen Confidential: Adventures in the Culinary Underbelly