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Yesterday and today, I'm going over my cookbook for the very last time. I'm looking at it line by line to catch bloopers only the chef could catch. Things like 1/8 tsp as a measurement instead of 1/4 tsp.
In this last review, I've realized this cookbook is the story of my life. It doesn't just share recipes from all the places I've lived and traveled to, it explains how they shaped me as a person. Stories of friends, ex-roommates, college and law school have also found their way on to these pages and recipes that have been in my family for years, have survived in another generation (only now they're vegan), and so on. This book is a memoir in food. It's my story, and I think it's a great one. Bon Appetit!