Food
Meals, markets, and the people who cook them.
A Sunday Market Lunch in Oaxaca
Smoke, masa, and a grandmother’s comal — the best meal of the trip cost about three dollars and took four hours.
The Tiny Ramen Counter Worth the Queue
Nine seats, one broth, a queue around the block — and a bowl that quietly ruined every other for me.
Learning to Make Pasta from a Nonna in Bologna
Flour on every surface, a rolling pin older than me, and the slow truth that good tortellini cannot be rushed.