The Best Foods There Are, According to Me, In No Particular Order

  • Justin’s dark chocolate peanut butter cups.
  • Avocado toast on really thick-cut fancy bread with thinly sliced tomato and that everything bagel seasoning they sell at Trader Joe’s.
  • Kettle cooked salt and pepper chips, undeniably the greatest commercially available potato chip. The Platonic Ideal of chips: salty, peppery, and with a tiny hint of garlic and onion.
  • The peppermint chocolate cake they sell at Nothing Bundt Cakes in December (I once worked at Nothing Bundt Cakes for several months around holiday season and ate my whole weight in peppermint chocolate cake. Oh my god, I could live on it, it is so good.)
  • White rice with soy sauce.
  • Chicken tacos with pico and guacamole, which exist for me now only in my memory, since I don't eat meat anymore. Also a chili relleno taco I had last year.
  • Mushrooms sautéed in vinegar and olive oil like my best friend makes for me sometimes when I go visit her.
  • Pasta aglio e olio with tons of fresh parsley which is the first vegan meal I learned to make that felt really luxurious.
  • Crispy breakfast potatoes with really spicy salsa like they have at my favorite diner that I will not tell you the name of unless you specifically ask nicely and I trust you.
  • Anything my boyfriend cooks for me, but preferably a grilled cheese sandwich with tomato and avocado.
  • Ramen.
  • A good ripe peach.
  • Mashed potatoes with garlic and butter, still a little lumpy, loosely following Nora Ephron’s recipe. A food tailor made to nurse you through heartbreak.
  • Garlic parmesan pita chips, which I used to buy enormous bags of at the corner store next to my office at a job I didn’t particularly like. The pita chips kept me full enough to make it to lunch, which I took as late as possible because it was easier to work in the morning when I wasn’t yet fully awake and so was only half aware of how bored and miserable I was. They’re very salty and cheap and make you feel full for ages which was good because I didn’t make a lot of money.
  • The blueberry pancakes my dad makes.
  • Just shreds of parmesan straight from the bag, eaten while you wait for spaghetti noodles to cook.
  • Warm cherry tomatoes just picked from a plant in the backyard in mid-July that burst open in your mouth like a fruit gusher.
  • Any birthday cake that someone else makes for you is excellent, but the best one is yellow cake with chocolate frosting.


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