Leap Day is an extended version of that feeling you get when you realize you accidentally set your alarm for 6 A.M. rather than 7. It's an "extra hour!" for twenty-four hours. A freebie to do with what you'd like (whether that's getting a head start or, more likely, lazing around).
Thinking about our bonus time had us wondering what food would do if it had the day off from reality, too. If food had a day when it didn't have to be on our stoves or in our refrigerators or at the grocery store or on our plates, what would it do? What would it be?
Artist Adriana Gallo imagined what happens to food on a day that, three years out of four, doesn't exist. (And since we imagine that we would be New Yorker caption writers on our extra day, we wrote text to accompany them.)
A (former) student of English, a lover of raisins, a user of comma splices. My spirit animal is an eggplant. I'm probably the person who picked all of the cookie dough out of the cookie dough ice cream. For that, I'm sorry.