Mark Bittman

Dreaming of France on a Hot Summer Night

I’ve never been great with heat. Somewhere, in one of my boxes someplace, is a picture of me standing near the edge of the pool that was attached to the apartment I grew up in, in Forest Hills. I’m about three, wearing a yellow and orange gingham bikini and holding a dripping Creamsicle in one […]

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Our Missing Vegetarian Lexicon and the Infantilizing of the American Palate

You remember the 1970s, don’t you? That blissful time of communes and collectives and peaceniks, of lentil nut loaf and bland steamed vegetables and birdseed-like undercooked millet and flavorless “health bread” so dense that it could be used as ballast on the Queen Mary. Then came the books: Laurel’s Kitchen (who was Laurel, and where […]

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