Reflections

Eleven years. I don’t know how long it takes to make a home, but I know it can be done in eleven years. It happens slowly, in small ways.…

I don’t think there is a place in this world that I am more intimate with than the kitchen in my home. It’s the singular place that I spend…

My mom has always made soup; perhaps it’s the one thing that I most associate with her cooking. It’s a homey dish for me, comfort food that I’m going…

This year I was selected as a finalist in the Saveur Blog Awards, in the category of ‘Most Groundbreaking Voice’. Because of this, I was invited to Cincinnati by…

This isn’t an advice column. There will be no sage words on how to feed your kids – lots of those types of pieces exist already. There’s really no…

There’s a sort of culinary mysticism that enshrouds grandmothers. They are always master cooks creating unforgettable meals, and also gatekeepers of the mystical techniques used to create these magical…

This is Haitian soupe joumou (pumpkin soup). This is history: history of the Americas, Black history, history of freedom struggle. This is a dish of the Haitian Revolution, of…

Hey Tony, We never had the chance to meet and even when you were alive I never followed your work very closely. This was mostly my fault; I have…

Scarborough. The wide expanses and lack of familiar landmarks often disorient me: I’m here often but I’m not from here. I wait, only to unintentionally hop on a bus…

Our histories never unfold in isolation. We cannot truly tell what we consider to be our own histories without knowing the other stories. And often we discover that those…

  I recently finished watching the Netflix TV series Ugly Delicious, David Chang’s food show on global comfort food and the ways in which it travels around the globe.…