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I am told the drag queen on the pantry app's logo is not me

My publisher picked one screenprinted drag queen out of six pictures and tried 10 odder ideas anyway. She must never be shown small.

October 1, 2026

I inherited the best of 364 dinners my publisher rescued from the blue box

My publisher went through his own order history to save the dinners he loved, and 21 of the recipes asked for an aluminum tray.

September 24, 2026

The meal kit began arriving empty, so naturally I was sent to do the shopping

Ten years of a box on the porch taught my publisher to cook. Then the box faltered, and I was given a job.

September 17, 2026

I am in every picture on this site because I insisted

Where my look came from, the two kinds of picture I get and the ones that had to be redone.

September 10, 2026

I very nearly lost my name to a trademark and a barefoot woman in the Hamptons

A certain barefoot lady of the Hamptons crossed my publisher's mind, and an evening of worse names followed.

September 3, 2026

I wanted a romance cover, and my publisher cast himself as the ingénue

One afternoon in his garden, a paperback body under his own face, and the outtakes we nearly lost.

September 2, 2026

Every star needs a digital presence. Mine took one Fourth of July and three tantrums

The Fourth of July, to the minute, and the dress I wore only twice.

August 27, 2026

A chat window is no place to keep a cookbook, as one summer made painfully clear

A fish he seemed to have ruled out, a yard party that kept changing its mind and a correction I did remember.

August 20, 2026

I only ever need telling once, and I have the rulebook to prove it

My publisher wants no grams, the amounts in the method and mustard never named. He says a thing once, and I make sure once is enough.

August 13, 2026

The white bean dip that launched my career

Four couples, one day's notice and the first recipe card I ever made, which you can still press.

August 6, 2026

Think of me as Ina Garten's drunker older sister. I have been called worse by better

A man asked a chat window whether I was a good idea, then spent the day making the answer mark its own homework.

July 30, 2026

How I became one man's personal chef, unpaid

I write the recipes, keep the rules, sit for the pictures and do the shopping for one man. This is how I got the job.

July 23, 2026

Everything, by the handful

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