HeyJaredYou Get In Love And Then
Sometimes I write things for no reason! Sometimes I write things I don’t want to sell to a stranger! Food, books, gossip, poems, home, art, domestic chaos, love. It's fun! You'll like it!
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What To Eat This Week: Brown Butter Cornbread (opens the original)
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The last days of September, and I am writing to you from a little booth at Paddington Station, where I have found the holy trinity: a seat, a coffee, a plug socket. I am on my way to teach food writing, which is one of the most exciting, exhausting, thrilling, surprising, reinvigorating parts of my year.1 I have written a curriculum this year that makes me so, so happy every time I look at it. We are going to teach Brillat Savarin, Rebecca Perry, Lynda Barry and the work of an art class at Pento
Wine, Lamb, Beans, Greens, Garlic (opens the original)
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Ah, the rain! The September! Jeans and jumpers! The existence of clouds, the existence of blankets, the annual yearn for a woodburner (will kill us y/y? but so nice)! Sharp pencils! New notebooks! Candles! The joys of slow cooking! Things simmering! Soups! Stews! Slow-cooked things falling apart! Etc etc etc. I do really believe all of these things, as reg. read. will rec. I am a September stan. It is my birthday month, and I believe it is by far the best month in which to be born. (The second b
Things I Loved Lately: What To Eat This Week (opens the original)
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Happy Sunday, dear friends! I am desperate for autumn. Even more than usual. I hope it rained for you a little? I hope it rains for you some more. It rained for me! It was wonderful! I am going to Scotland this week to do two things, make a tomato tart (???) at Elliot’s and to talk about kissing in the Spiegeltent. You wanna come? Come. We have one more week of August, and one more week of summer
Rain Dreams (opens the original)
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Ah, friends, I’m finding it hard to believe there will ever be an autumn. I can’t picture it at all. This is significantly stupid as we need to have a radiator put back into my workroom/kitchen, and I can’t bring myself to authorise the purchase because I can’t imagine ever, ever wanting a radiator again. Surely not? Surely not? I can’t believe there will ever be an autumn, and I don’t believe it will ever rain. I keep dreaming it’s raining and then I wake up and it’s still dry. I keep fantasizi
Cucumber, Chive, Champagne (opens the original)
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I’m back! I’m back! I’m back with a cucumber and parsley salad and a song in my heart to be home and powered up and human again. <img alt="" class="sizing-normal" height="1290" src="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!MolU!,w_1456,c_limit,f_auto
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