Food Philosophy Archive

  • I love cooking for my family. I really do.  I love the look on their face when a perfectly plated dinner lands right in front of them.  I love the... 0

    Sometimes Food is Selfish

    I love cooking for my family. I really do.  I love the look on their face when a perfectly plated dinner lands right in front of them.  I love the...

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  • Pre-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays because we express our gratitude through food.  I’m a first-generation Chinese daughter, so I grew up in a pretty strict household... 0

    Pre-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving

    Pre-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays because we express our gratitude through food.  I’m a first-generation Chinese daughter, so I grew up in a pretty strict household...

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  • My idea of a fantastic evening is one spent puttering around the kitchen with a glass of wine, and Norah Jones on the radio.  It was during one of these... 0

    Recursive Celery

    My idea of a fantastic evening is one spent puttering around the kitchen with a glass of wine, and Norah Jones on the radio.  It was during one of these...

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  • I have never seen a cardoon so beautiful as the one depicted in Juan Sánchez Cotán’s “Still Life with Game Fowl, Vegetables and Fruits.” (c. 1602) The rustic, stalky vegetable... 0

    The Cardoon as Femme Fatale

    I have never seen a cardoon so beautiful as the one depicted in Juan Sánchez Cotán’s “Still Life with Game Fowl, Vegetables and Fruits.” (c. 1602) The rustic, stalky vegetable...

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  • Cooking is perhaps the only artform that entices all five senses. Taste and touch are simultaneously engaged with the first bite. Sweet, savory, bitter, a spectrum of flavors stroke the... 0

    The Sensuality of Food

    Cooking is perhaps the only artform that entices all five senses. Taste and touch are simultaneously engaged with the first bite. Sweet, savory, bitter, a spectrum of flavors stroke the...

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  • My earliest memory of street food was pushing through a crowded night market in Hong Kong, holding tightly onto my dad’s hand. The sensation was one of being 100% enveloped... 0

    Foodie Street Cred

    My earliest memory of street food was pushing through a crowded night market in Hong Kong, holding tightly onto my dad’s hand. The sensation was one of being 100% enveloped...

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  • A good friend of mine unexpectedly passed away right before Christmas. He was my circumstantial confidante, my philosophical friend and perhaps even, my alter ego. Dealing with his death remains... 0

    A Farewell Cup of Tea

    A good friend of mine unexpectedly passed away right before Christmas. He was my circumstantial confidante, my philosophical friend and perhaps even, my alter ego. Dealing with his death remains...

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  • Being Chinese, I was brought up on bowls of rice and various stir fried dishes. The technique was always more or less the same, hot oil with ginger and/or garlic;... 0

    Umami Memories

    Being Chinese, I was brought up on bowls of rice and various stir fried dishes. The technique was always more or less the same, hot oil with ginger and/or garlic;...

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