Dinner: A Love Story

Dinner: A Love Story

Three Things

Cheesy beans, book recs, and the best ten bucks I ever spent

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Jenny Rosenstrach
Oct 22, 2024
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Greetings eaters and readers! First things first — you know those women who say things like “I feel naked without that last spray of perfume?” Well, two thoughts about this: 1) I am not that kind of woman and 2) I think of this every time I finish assembling a salad, and reach for that final spritz of flavor on the greens to make it feel not-so-naked. Things like sesame seeds, dukkah, furikake, toasted buckwheat, nutritional yeast, crushed pistachios, peanuts, or pecans. I think of all of these umami-loaded, flaky, crunchy boosters as my “salad sparkles,” and might I humbly suggest training yourself to think about them this way, too? ✨ In other news, we spent less than 24 hours in the Cambridge area over the weekend and yet, thanks to our consummate hosts, Josh and Lauren, managed to hit two destination-worthy spots — the joyous, high-ceilinged La Royal for pisco and ceviche, and bustling Sofra for breakfast. (Still dreaming of those Turkish eggs.) ✨ And now, your…

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