If you try to make a cooked banana pudding with unripe bananas, the bananas end up having the same flavor and consistency as wooden nickels. I screwed up an otherwise perfect banana pudding about fifteen years ago and haven’t made another one since.

The love, care, guidance and devotion of my father and my seven uncles taught me to expect the best from life. Their ways of living modeled what a “good man” is which gave me expectations about how I should be treated in a relationship. In my neighborhood, the vast majority of the fathers were our rocks, swords and…

Thanks for sharing. That story seems close to mine, except it is my aunt that has dementia (we’re all caring for her right now, as she helped do for us). I feel lucky to have the family I have. I hope I make my kids feel the same. I hope they have expectations and they become realized. Happy father’s day and happy…

Totally agree. We need to the de facto segregation that is pervasive in American society and which racist police forces are made to protect.

Thank you for the comittment you and the team have. As a white canadian, I deeply appreciate the insight that you bring, and perspective I gain.  
I cannot know the toll it takes on you, but know it is not in vain.
Please continue... I need it... we need it.

Thanks for sharing. These are the kind of things I wonder about but can’t ask. I am just so mad right now, and I can’t even watch that video. Can’t even imagine how hard it must be for black people.

I’m just another reader who appreciates what you and everyone else here does. Just wanted to say thank you.

Did you write that headline? Cause “The storm that never passes” is fucking brilliant. 

Every day, we deeply appreciate the work you do. We understand that you all must pay steep emotional tolls to traverse a journalist’s road. We reap the benefits of your commitment and hope that you know we don’t take you for granted. Respect. Gratitude. Peace. Thanks so much.

What if “the glaring lights of television” aren’t enough? The supposed quiet parts are being Tweeted out loud with few, if any, repercussions. If November doesn’t decisively repudiate all this, what are we left with?

I want your charred brussels technique - and that tomato and spinach quiche!  You need to publish a quarantine cookbook for those of us whose parents didn't raise us right.

Could I get a line on the mac and cheese recipe you’re using/experimenting with? It looks amazing.

I should make peach cobbler again somehow. Last time was in a Dutch Oven over coals at a campout. I believe it’s canned peaches over yellow cake mix. Works great in that setting. 

Me at the beginning of quarantine: I’m gonna take this time to really eat right, now that I have no excuse to not cook and I’m going to save money by not eating out

Well done, you. A reasonable roller coaster given the situation. Your list has given me a yardstick to measure my own, I’m doing pretty well, and I am working on adding a bit more exercise to my in-between-meals plan.

I really enjoyed this post! I am definitely being excessive in drinking, eating, and exercising. Its like I’m trying for balance but its not working. Baby steps, I’m figuring it out (says the girl that worked out then ate 3 bags of chips and wine for dinner after work)

Next time I have to answer the question, what three things would you take to a desert island, I’m going to reply:

It all looks good. I will say, I too grabbed a box of funfetti cake mix. Completely trying to appease my ambiguous emotions with childhood memory sugar. We are in strange times.

That all looked pretty amazing.