Tag: food
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Honouring The Land That Feeds Us
What are your feelings about eating meat? I’ve eaten meat all my life.Not because I made a decision about it —simply because it was there,on the plate, part of the rhythm of childhood. Food was uncomplicated then.It appeared. I ate it.No ethical considerations. No questions.Just the comfort of routine and a full stomach. At some…
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The 10-Minute Meal That Saves Me
Many years ago, I read a quick interview with a chef. I don’t remember their name, or much else about the article, but one question stuck:“What do you cook at the end of a long day?” Their answer wasn’t romantic. It wasn’t seared anything or rustic sourdough or anything involving balsamic reduction. It was just:“Something…
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Notes from a Dining Hall Dreamer
I don’t cook anymore. These days, I eat in the college dining hall—three meals a day, plenty of warm food and good company, but not a lot of variety. It works. It keeps the wheels turning. But every so often, I remember the kitchen version of myself. The one with spice-stained cookbooks and half-used jars…
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“Mon Dieu, C’est Délicieux!” – The Summer Dish That Leaves the Room Silent
I’m the main cook in our house. Since I work from home most days, I’m usually the one who does the shopping too. When life gets busy, meals can get a bit repetitive — the same rotation of favourites, week after week. But every now and then, I get a burst of inspiration and try…
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The Offal Truth: A Taste of Childhood
One day, when we’re finally through this obsession with novelty—when every meal doesn’t need a backstory and options—I’ll sit down with the next generation and tell them what real courage looked like. It looked like sitting down to dinner on a Thursday night knowing it was going to be fish fingers, and doing it anyway.…
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The Orchard’s Got Taste
Speeches by Nominees for the 2025 Orchard’s Got Taste Awards 🎤 Papaya’s Speech — “The Gentle Healer” Steps up slowly, with a calm smile, arms wide. “Friends, I may not be the loudest fruit in the market,but I bring something no hype can offer—healing.Digestion? I’ve got enzymes.Immunity? I’m rich in Vitamin C and A.I soothe,…
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The Hospitality of the Compost Tip
Jerome flew inwith a rice cooker in his suitcase.Because true welcomeis a bit ridiculous—overflowing, steaming,offering more than anyone expects. The table beginsat the compost pile.Where spoiled fruit,forgotten herbs,and bruised generositybegin again. Hospitality isn’t tidy.It’s sticky, loud,full of smellsyou didn’t choose. But somewhere betweenthe rot and the rice,the mess and the meal,the ground is turning over.…