Some Stories About What Your Neighbors Eat

Every Friday, I've been scrapping together some quick roundups that look at some "unexpected" places we've found food. Tonally, I've been trying to keep the mood light. That didn't feel right this week, given the tenor of our national discourse, which our co-founders, Amanda Hesser and Merrill Stubbs, addressed yesterday in a note to our community. We're currently grasping for the pulse of your comments on that note, but one thing that we’ve detected—not just in the comments on that note, but in other pockets of the site, too—is the desire to see more stringent, not-tokenizing, thoughtful writing on foods some may describe as "non-American." Food that immigrant communities in the West, like my that of my own family, eat. Food your neighbors eat. Food you eat.

We hear you. We wanted to resurface some of our favorite pieces that highlight food through a prism that deviates from the perceived "norm," reflecting the breadth of our readership—which spans the world. We're doing this with the promise that we intend to publish more stories like this in the months to come. Expect more of this—and hold us to it.

Did we miss something? Probably. Let us know in the comments.