I promise I’m not putting myself down when I say that I’m pretty far away from this talented bunch when it comes to being creative in the kitchen. But I like to think that I’ve gotten a bit further along on my journey from where I was in 2004, living in a one-bedroom-converted-to-two on Christopher Street, with a kitchen the size of a (small) bathroom, panicking about how to time multiple dishes for dinner. (The answer: Only cook one thing, then serve it with bread or rice and salad. Never worry about timing again!)
We produce reported pieces, profiles, interviews, and rants about what’s broken in the food world (there’s a lot) and how to change things for the better. People sometimes tell me to just keep politics out of it. Respectfully: No. Food is political. We can’t and won’t ignore that.