The Stories

Written by Lexie Angelo// "What did you have for dinner last night?" I ask Brandie, my co-worker, who sits across from me...

Food is inextricably linked to our cultural identities and upbringing. This becomes particularly apparent when thinking about the...

by Faye Hardy | Just bread and cheese - that is all it takes to put a smile on my face. A wedge of sourdough, lavishly buttered with...

by Natalie Beech | Before we get into why sausage pasta is the best meal to grace this earth, let me offer a quick caveat. I am not much...

A tribute to Plautilla Nelli, a 15th century nun who painted her own version of the Last Supper by Elise Schloff

My mother and I have never quite mastered it, the art of making tang yuan (汤圆). Each December, on the 21st – the winter solstice...

We have a habit of over-complicating food. Often we ask our plates to not only feed our hunger but to satiate our ego and earn us some...

On Hogmanay a few years ago, a friend and I decided to stay in and celebrate with a delicious feast. Miss the frantic search for a bar...

Cheesecake has long been a winter favourite in my family. It was my grandpa who started it. A love of sugar sandwiches during the war...

Carbonara became a regular fixture in my life around six years ago, when my friend Zuzka and I moved to Madrid together. We had both...

“How about your lasagna?” asked my boyfriend, on one of those anonymous nights in quarantine that blend into so many. We’d fallen into the i

I put the leftover rice from my curry last night into a bowl and poured hot water over it. I’m not sure where I learned to do this...

On the 29th of every month, Argentina stops to honor the most basic of its native ingredients-- the potato. Every family, from the wealthy..

I never met my grandfather. He was born in 1897, and was 60 when he had my mum with his much-younger third wife. He was an actor...

There is a special time in the evening that I keep all to myself. I put the nice lights on in the kitchen (no big light) and music or a...

To celebrate the launch of our fourth Issue: Feast, we've got a guest blog from the queen of waste-not-want-not feasts...

One of my earliest memories: I am a toddler, maybe two, and I’m screaming in the back of the car. My nana, in the front seat next to...

I cook scrambled eggs more than anything else. It’s the first thing I ever learned how to cook. I remember my father leaning over me as...

Written by Abigail Kaufman// There’s something so soothing, so misleading, verging on therapeutic, about the path to mastering a skill in...

Written by Hazel Powell // There is an old tale that says if you place raw onions strategically around your home they will absorb the flu...