Or, cheap and good pesto for your queer decadence on a budget
In which we rub oatmeal on our face and scream into the void
In which my partner is 30 and getting bi.
JUST TRYING TO LIVE MY LIFE, OCCASIONALLY DELICIOUSLY.
On metaphors and small gardens
Or, the time I called Cincinnati chili “bisexual” in a food journal
Or, on lavender, the language of flowers, queer healing, and cookies.
Last June, my partner discovered a raspberry bush straddling a parking lot and a church garden, which have both since been bulldozed and turned into an apartment building we cannot afford to live in.
Despite being an Ohioan by birth, the pizza that’s captured my heart is actually California-style pizza–a thinner crust, olive oil or pesto instead of tomato sauce, and fresh, local ingredients.
Food and community: make delicious cornbread, support LGBTQ+ hurricane victims, and come out for Bi Week!
Bake some zucchini bread and do work on yourself to be a better ally.
A three-course Hannibal-inspired meal. “When Love was shown me with such terrors fraught/ As may not carelessly be spoken of.”