I have spent the last twenty years being deeply suspicious of tofu. Not a casual “meh, not my thing” kind of suspicion, but a full-on side-eye from across the grocery store level of fear. After having non-tumorous breast lumps removed in my twenties (TWENTIES, Wow, so long ago) and watching several women in my family …
Here in 2026, if you use AI to create high-quality food photos in the wilderness — mostly because in real life you’re inhaling your keto charcuterie lunch like a feral raccoon before you can even unlock your phone — I can almost guarantee someone from a concrete jungle suburb with a name like Thousand Weeping …
Yesterday, somewhere between a completely reasonable ten-mile mountain bike ride and creating a gourmet Pop Up picnic lunch for fifteen guests deep in the San Bernardino National Forest, I decided to take my “waterproof” phone on what I can only describe as a pickle juice swim. Because nothing says springtime vibes like a thousand-dollar device floating …
You had me at veal, Dubai. Back in December 2019 — right before the world collectively lost its mind — our family had an eight-hour layover in Dubai on our way to India. Eight hours is not enough time to form a nuanced opinion about a sand-surrounded megacity, but it is enough time to learn …
Here in 2026, if there is anything wrong with you, you can pretty much just assume it was related to COVID or the COVID vaccine. Random chest pains for three days straight? Can’t make a very funny joke about an orange cat named Forty-Seven without doubling over in pain and clutching your chest like an …