Dinner

I’ll never forget the first time I walked into my grandmother’s kitchen and caught a whiff of something absolutely divine...

Picture this: it’s 2 AM, you’ve just finished a brutal dinner service, and you’re standing in your kitchen staring at...

I’ll never forget the first time I attempted mac and cheese in culinary school. The instructor, a stern French chef...

The first time I served honey roasted butternut squash stuffed with chicken to my dinner guests, the entire table fell...

Last autumn, while cleaning out my grandmother’s recipe box, I stumbled upon a yellowed index card with barely legible handwriting....

The first time I witnessed a veteran chef reduce a grown line cook to tears wasn’t over a burned steak...

My grandmother used to say that the smell of bacon grease hitting a cast iron skillet was worth more than...

Three years ago, I watched a line chef at a bustling Tokyo ramen shop meticulously tend to a pot that...

Last summer, while working the line at a bustling steakhouse in Chicago, I watched a young cook struggle with what...