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"You can’t be overwhelmed by darkness when you’re arranging eggs and potatoes on a platter"
"Jogging along the river on the west side of Manhattan, bereft and astonished as I always am on that bit of waterfront, I spelled spun sugar and suddenly the air was porcelain and slung with blossoms. I tasted crystal, felt brass. All the best moments confound the senses."
— Jan 22, 2026 08:06AM
"Jogging along the river on the west side of Manhattan, bereft and astonished as I always am on that bit of waterfront, I spelled spun sugar and suddenly the air was porcelain and slung with blossoms. I tasted crystal, felt brass. All the best moments confound the senses."
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“Sea urchin. Artichoke. Garlic mayonnaise made with August garlic, all tastes that have seemed so urgently this-worldly to me as to make me proud to have a body.”
— Jan 25, 2026 09:43AM
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"I can’t believe everyone isn’t shouting from their rooftops about cinnamon toast!"
"How could this pink fruit be? The image of it faded almost instantly. As had, long ago, a skate’s silver wing. But before it was gone, each had held me, transfixed and hungry and awed”
Every page so far has been deliciously silly and moving.
— Jan 13, 2026 12:17PM
"How could this pink fruit be? The image of it faded almost instantly. As had, long ago, a skate’s silver wing. But before it was gone, each had held me, transfixed and hungry and awed”
Every page so far has been deliciously silly and moving.
