food always Tells a story: Feeding the boy I used to be
Food is never just food. In this inaugural “Food Always Tells a Story” essay, a childhood shaped by quiet time, hunger, shame, and survival becomes a reflection on what nourishment really means—and what some of us are actually starving for.
Before it was stigma…it was just food
Cannabis is having a moment. Laws are changing across the United States and around the world, yet the stigma surrounding it remains deeply rooted in culture, politics, and public perception. But cannabis is only the starting point. This essay explores how foods and substances become labeled as “clean” or “dirty,” how those narratives shape the way we nourish ourselves, and what happens when morality replaces curiosity at the table.
A Picnic in the Woods
What does the bear vs. tree debate have to do with a picnic in the woods? More than you think. This post explores how a simple outdoor meal can become a reflection on safety, trust, and choosing connection.
Cherry on Velvet
A reflection on sweetness, indulgence, and the quiet luxury of sharing something unexpected at the table. Inspired by the recipe Cherry on Velvet from the Father’s Food kitchen.
Swiss Comfort
High mountain air, slow kitchens, and the kind of comfort that comes from warmth shared at the table. A poem inspired by a dish called Swiss Comfort.
Herb and stone
A reflection on the quiet strength of simple ingredients—herbs, stone, and the grounding rituals of the kitchen. Inspired by the dish Herb and Stone from the Father’s Food kitchen.