What I found most poignant about her piece is that I get to see another talented, beautiful, generous, intelligent, ambitious black insert and assert herself in an industry that still only pretends to celebrate difference. In the culinary world "exotic" and "ethnic" are not descriptors but verbal boundaries.
Anthony Bourdain’s absence will be felt acutely by those in the culinary and travel industry. He was a silent mentor, a teacher, and a guide too many. As we scramble to pay our respects to a man many of us hardly knew personally, let’s not lose sight of the legacy he created in the kitchen and out. I believe the best thing we can do to honor Anthony Bourdain is to continue to fearlessly explore what is unknown to us, to share the untold stories (our own and others), make those stories important and visible.
Do you remember your first school lunch? I remember finally being old enough to go to school and attending half-day kindergarten. There were two significant privileges for a 5-year-old, being chosen to lead the pledge of allegiance and retrieving the milk from the cafeteria where the "big kids" ate their lunch.
I was chatting with a dear friend and asked him "Why is there no feeling like the beginning of summer vacation in adulthood?" It's such a distinct feeling, pure and potent. I'd considered doing a research project on it. It's not lost, I think we stop believing in it. I