In a city of 8 million, it's hard to feel like you're ever doing something unique or remarkable. But I do think I was the only person in NYC carrying a cast-iron skillet home in my bike bag at 1 am on Sunday night.
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Anginares up the wazoo
Anginares sounds like a medical condition, but it's just the Greek word for artichokes, which I sampled in spades last week.
Amen.
Never thought I’d refer people to a sermon, but I guess I can get a little evangelical about the wonders of cooking. It’s the next most important thing to knowing how to read, I say. David Mudd says it more thoroughly here. David is James’s brother-in-law, and he thoughtfully emailed his absolutely hilarious and smart …