Edward Austin Hall
Disgust is a privilege. Ask anyone whose typical response to the question “What’s for dinner?” is a blank look.
Coming from Latin by way of a French term, desguiser, meaning to lose one’s appetite, disgust is a word that embodies the synesthetic nature of language. Although its … view
Madeleine St. Romain
Dainty dishes for dainty diners that I can serve with pride
Croquettes and timbales with creamy things inside
Lettuce swimming with white sauce
Breadsticks tied with bows
By every napkin by every plate one pink and one white rose.
Cream of celery … view
Disgust is a special word in my line of work. As special as “special.” Disgust lies on a chaise longue in opposition to my intentions. I am a cook. It’s a really dirty job with numerous indelibly unsavory aspects. I will frighten and bore you with tales of … view
How many roads must a man walk down before he correctly reads a poem? If—on this rain-drenched evening, at this kitchen peninsula—I rightly read Yeats’s “When You Are Old,” then for years I’ve read the poem wrong.
I used to think (ten minutes ago) that the “Love” that … view
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Chinese Food — San Francisco
The first night Elkannah had dim sum in a dive the size of his living room that included the kitchen, two “big tables” with four people, two small tables with two people, and four tiny tables seating two tiny people. This was fire … view