2023 Digest Gift Guide
Tis the season of chaotic last minute decisions, if you like us have a billion things going on and are leaving a bit of your holiday shopping to the last second.
Oma’s Stollen
Growing up the job of cooking and creating meals was very much my mom’s, and baking was my dad’s. I know my sisters and I are very lucky and I love my folks, but sometimes (and I hate to admit this) I am just like my dad.
Creature Comforts: Apple Cider Donuts
The only reason I can let go of summer is knowing that apple cider donuts are in the immediate future.
Wine Making
Grapes grow all over the world, but their natural origin is in certain highlands of the northern hemisphere, in the general area of Europe and east Asia, from about the 30th to 50th parallel that runs from north Africa to Normandy, France.
Yōshoku
I’m at Hayashiya in Shinjuku eating spaghetti. This is not an Italian restaurant, of which there are many in Tokyo, but a Japanese restaurant serving Western-style Japanese cuisine known as yōshoku.
Mafia Food
Park Side, written in gold font, on a forest-green awning that wraps around an entire corner of a small tree-lined park a couple blocks from Flushing Meadows. The restaurant stands out of place in the overwhelmingly first-generation Latin American neighborhood, just as much as it stands out of time. Formally dressed valets wait on the curb, offering a hand to women stepping out of Porsche Cayennes and Cadillac Escalades. The light wood-lined walls and lantern lighting give the interior of the restaurant the feel of a beloved steakhouse in a midwestern town — somewhere hundred of miles away from places that cater to patrons who have vague, elitist creative-class jobs like ‘Product Designer’ and ‘Artistic Director’.
In Defense of Arby’s
In Late March, after spending two hours rifling through bins of discount suits in a sweltering Goodwill where the vibe could best be described as "crumbling," I saw the light.
The Berries of Summer
What’s more welcoming on a languid hot summer day than a tart, pungent surge of bountiful berry flavor, jewel-toned beads bursting, quenching heat and thirst, sending one’s taste buds into a grateful sun salutation?
Hotel Bars
In garden parlance, weeds can be classified in any number of ways — invasive, exotic, biennial, the list goes on. But for all the poetry that comes with labeling an uninvited thing “exotic,” the simple fact remains: weeds.
Brownie Points
Tis the season to be, well, let’s face it… baking… The chill gloss of a short winter day, the beckoning warmth of a winter kitchen, home for the holidays and all that. Baking, baking, baking. Who couldn’t use a sweet little pick-me-up to get through it all?
Three Obituaries for the Rotting Produce in My Fridge
Verdant, complex, and distinct, Cilantro was a renowned garnish that brightened every dish it touched. The celebrated bouquet was called to the compost bin on July 16, 2022, at just seven weeks old after suffocating in a plastic produce bag on a Whirlpool shelf.
Fire Cider for the Community
In someone’s basement in Bed-Stuy, a group of danced-out celestial beings came up with the marvelous idea of making Fire Cider for the ‘community’ to ward off this season’s gay cold. It quickly shifted from Fire-Cider for the community to how we can market it and sell it for our own delectable profit.
Hot and Spicy Cheese Bread
My family owns a bakery in Madison, Wisconsin named Stella’s. And it isn’t just any bakery. It is a famous bakery, famous for its Hot and Spicy Cheese Bread. The bread is everything most people here in New York seem to be avoiding– gluten, butter, and cheese.
Local Roots
Wen-Jay Yang has big goals. Emblazoned across pens, coffee cup sleeves, and stickers for her business Local Roots is the phrase “food can change the world.”
Ebi Burgers
Ebi means “Shrimp” in Japanese. I’m not Japanese, I’m Korean and grew up familiar with Donkatsu – the Korean way to say Tonkatsu – a meat that is breaded with Panko then deep fried. Generally it’s a pork cutlet but can be made with chicken as well.
To The Kill: A Butcher Bears Witness
A Morning at La Morada
Finding My Identity in a Filipino Oasis
WHEN IT’S GOOD IT’S GREAT
