More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
And finally—if you’re standing in a big box store wondering if you should steal this book, the answer is yes.
It’s my understanding that the best makers of and writers about food tell you a story—my grandmother who was trapped in a mine for fifteen years used to make me this soup; my husband turned into a mermaid and left me for a grad student who made a mean sourdough; learning how to make ramen at my apartment is self-care, praxis, body positivity, a radical political act, and pottery class. Food is a connector to one’s culture in the same way language can be—something that can launch you back onto a ratty couch during a commercial break where someone’s offering you either drugs or a Barbie doll
...more
I experienced the full spectrum of what it means to spend seventy-five dollars on a hotel.
Hot dogs are the kind of American that you know there is something deeply wrong with but still find endearing.
The hot dog is born of the sausage tradition, but insists on her own nastiness.
President Theodore Roosevelt absolutely hated Sinclair’s work and loyalty to socialism, calling him a “crackpot,” “hysterical, unbalanced, and untruthful,” but did agree that some, some of the ammunition behind “the efforts of arrogant and selfish greed on the part of the capitalist” needed to be addressed. Reader, Roosevelt did not choose actual capitalism to address, nor the instances of police brutality or lack of healthcare access that so defined Jurgis’s struggle—he chose meatpacking plant conditions. This somewhat flippant decision directly led to three critical moves by the government
...more
