Why do I cook? It’s a question that many of my friends have asked me, and one that I often ask myself. Usually, I default to my “origin story ... Wisconsin cannibal sandwich. Prime beef chuck tartare, smoked sea salt
I'm currently sitting in the SeaTac airport, waiting for my flight back to Boston that's been delayed for ~2 hours. One part of me is ecstatic to get back to campus after a much needed break, to see my MIT