LEMON-ZESTED SINGLE SERVING BLUEBERRY PANCAKES.

Plath wrote “Daddy” the day after Hughes left her, on the back of a discarded draft of his work, Karen Kukil says, her eyes dancing over the array of Sylvia Plath’s literary viscera on the table before us. There are…
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CUCUMBER MINT COOLER.

I woke up this morning to rain. Real rain, rain that does not demure, does not disappear with a coastal breeze, does not tease. Serious rain. East coast rain. Amherst rain. The sweetest relief. I blabbed my excitement about it…
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ROASTED CORN SALAD WITH PEPITA CILANTRO DRESSING.

Hello from New York! It’s a balmy 80º at 8 am, and I’m already dreading this afternoon’s sweatfest. It went from near-winter to dead-of-summer overnight here, and I’ve arrived just in time for the relentless heat. Initially I’d planned to…
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JALAPEÑO CHEDDAR WAFFLES RANCHEROS.

I made a list of things to tell you once I announced the book—things I had to keep from you while I worked away in secret. It was a strange period, largely because I was so exhausted, completely depleted by…
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MATCHA-SPIRULINA GREEN MILK!

Though departures may occur all at once physically, they are rarely emotionally complete in that same instant. Instead, we leave places slowly, draining ourselves from them a bit at a time, as our hearts and our minds gradually lose their…
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TOASTED PEPITA GUACAMOLE.

Before you are even really awake, before alertness has settled down into your mind, walk outside. Walk barefoot. Walk out onto the deck, down the stairs, down onto the grass. Walk over the rocks and the leaves, toes gripping and…
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ROASTED FENNEL & BURRATA TOAST.

When I finally made it home—my Maui home, my Ulupalakua home, my home in the middle of nowhere on the slopes of Haleakala—I completely collapsed. I stopped answering texts. And phone calls. And emails. I cooked for the first time…
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