Coffee is probably my most beloved, longest-standing vice. I’ve tried several times in the past few years to cut it out of my daily habits, but that never lasts, and quite honestly, I just don’t want to badly enough. I love it. I love being a snob about it. I love the silly subculture of snobby coffee aficionados. I love finding the perfect spot in the perfect coffee shop, and laying out my things and digging into work over a well-madeRead More
It’s been a rough week, to put things mildly. Instead of working on the overdue documents I should be finishing up for work, I decided to bake muffins. Carrot Apple Coconut Oat Muffins, to be precise. Let’s be honest, it was way more exciting than crafting sentences about unfinished activities for which we used donor money, for which we also did not accurately track data, for which we have no clear idea about their true impact on QoL (Quality ofRead More
Food is a very emotional, political, touchy issue. It’s importance as an element of identity pervades all cultures, it is woven deeply into the fabric of our social interactions, expectations and ‘rules’. We share food as a way of communicating our love and care for one another. We commonly turn to food as comfort, in times of both joy and sadness. Food helps us to remember and to imagine. We prepare and make meals that reflect our histories, tell the stories of our ancestors, of revolution and survival. Our food is our identity. We truly are what we eat.