Eating Meat Might Kill Me
I keep eating meat because the danger has heightened the pleasure factor, like bareback sex, mainlining heroin, base jumping, or motorcycling sans helmet even though it might kill me.
Why 80-Year-Old White Humorists Shouldn't Write About Ethnic Nuances in Chinese Food
The internet’s main beef, if you will, with the poem is that it appears to play on stereotypes of China as a teeming country of faceless billions, wholly incomprehensible to Westerners.
We Spoke to the Chef Who Tricked 40 Food Writers Into Eating McDonald’s
Last week, chef Neal Fraser invited 40 of Los Angeles’ most influential food writers to a dinner, secretly prepared from McDonald’s food. We called him to find out what went down.
Being a Food Writer Made Me Lose My Appetite
After a string of mediocre hookups, I opted to take a sabbatical from shagging. Filling my nights with pastries instead of sex—plus fact that I had recently taken a new job as a food writer—eventually resulted in an unsavory outcome: I stopped caring...
All Chefs Hate All Food Writers
Chefs are right to hate food writers. Writers, especially critics, are entitled yet uninformed, and get perks that normal diners can only dream of—all at the chef's expense. Here are nine reasons writers like me inspire such loathing from the...
Lambstock Leaves Me Weak
Lambstock is a large, semilegendary, lamb-centric event held annually somewhere in Virginia. I say "somewhere" because, even after attending last weekend, I’m still not sure where it is, exactly. I’ve heard the event called the Burning Man of...