Five years and counting

I am remembering for some bizarre reason the last time my boyfriend cooked rice. "You rinse it first, right? Until the water turns clear?" I'd forgotten I ever told him to do that. My mother used to nag at me to rinse the rice before cooking it, and I never did because it seemed like … Continue reading Five years and counting

Love and light at the end of the tunnel

My essay is out in The New York Times, and in the process, I got to talk to Daniel Jones on the phone, after years of reading his words and edits. Since then, I have beenย on the receiving end ofย so much love from friends, acquaintances, and kind strangers. That has filled at least a few … Continue reading Love and light at the end of the tunnel