Roxane Gay writes for The American Prospect about the insane market saturation of competitive cooking shows and why we are obsessed with them.
Her last paragraph is a thing of beauty,
Beyond these shows, we are inundated by commercials for diet products and sensible snacks. We read about weight loss in glossy magazines. We fret over cellulite and count calories. Perhaps we watch these shows to attempt to satisfy a hunger that never will be satisfied. Perhaps we watch these shows to consume beautiful food without consequence for our delicately human bodies.
My favorite thing about making chicken pot pie is eating it, but also that you can fill it with whatever you want.
Wine, a roast, and maple syrup old fashioneds—a fancy dinner party for $13 per person.
This is the best for cooking for one; few ingredients, easy, cheap (so cheap!), somewhat healthy, not that much washing up. I’ll give quantities to feed one, but can just increase for however many you want.
Summer means heat, and heat means cravings for cool, light, refreshing meals. When I get home from work on a hot July day, the last thing I want to do is heat up my A/C-less apartment by turning on the oven or standing over the stove. Behold the wonder of Lentil Quinoa Salad.