When Hurricane Sandy hit, I was working as an RA at my dorm, sponsoring a Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich Making event in which half of my dorm showed up to. Three minutes before the residents were invited in, I was given the opportunity to make as many as I possibly could for myself; so […]Read more "The eye of the storm’s got a ton of peanut butter involved. pt. 1"
From an upcoming post I wrote for Washington Square News. I feel like a dick for writing it. Considering how extreme the damage has become in my hometown. I’m going to write about that right now. But for those of you who were left with power and cabinets full of provisions… maybe this will be […]Read more "talking provisions before the storm hit."
Hurricane Sandy is on its way and I’m taking it as seriously as my bank account’s letting me. I recently booked a month trip to Iceland and killed all of my savings. Eventually, it’s going to be a new blog venture for me. Ultimately, the trip is going to encompass a month in Iceland with […]Read more "Bodegas like cats."
You could be three Warsteiners in and the carpet would still reek of the spoiled melted butter. Film and Food and Film of Food junkies alike hunker down and dip their breadsticks into tiny paper cups of melted Jarlsberg cheese that sinks in the stomach like cement. Brewing companies have set fort; handing out bottles […]Read more "Once upon a time at the Food Film Festival."
I’ve never been good about people leaving. I don’t understand the concept of it all; partially because I’m convinced in thirty years it’ll take me seventeen minutes to get from New York to Hong Kong and partially because for every time somebody’s told me exactly what to set my mind to I keep imaging a […]Read more "The mourning brought about a rapture of carbohydrates."