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The Fantasy of the Nancy Meyers Kitchen
At the height of the pandemic, all I wanted was control and counter space and an empty freezer. I wanted a kitchen from a Nancy Meyers movie.
The Unbearable Anxiety of Grocery Shopping
The problem wasn’t that I was lazy or easily stressed out. It was that grocery shopping is often inaccessible to neurodivergent people.
I’ll Teach You Everything I Know: A Recipe for Ninjin-gohan
What a gift it is to be asked to feed a person, but what a further gift for that person to ask if they might be taught to make what you make.
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Violence Made Me Feel Like I’d Left My Body. Physical Theater Helped Me Return
The body tells many stories—ones of solace and delight, indulgence and languishing, stories of ache, illness, love.
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How Languages Go Extinct
Cantonese has become a forgotten heirloom of my past.
Black Women in Fantasy Saved Me Where Academia Failed
What I needed was a lifeline—a project that would make this whole thing feel worthwhile. Monica Lynne led me to that answer.
A Key Ring Returns Me Home
By chance, I’d taken up her keys, the keys of my childhood.
Buying a Starter Home at the End of the World
I knew there was nothing natural about my homeownership. I had merely found a lucky loophole in the midst of tremendous misfortune.
Liz Phair Showed Me the Kind of Woman I Wanted to Be
As I was learning to say with confidence that I was a woman, I struggled to understand what that meant to me.
Unlearning the Ableism of Cookbooks and Kitchen Wisdom
When I developed nerve problems in my hands, so much of what we do in the kitchen was suddenly inaccessible to me.