I Quit Drinking... Then I Started Again 🍸

After my Parkinson's diagnosis, I wanted to be in control. But was that an illusion?

Hey everyone,

Today I’m offering up something to paid subscribers that’s not a recipe: it’s an essay about my relationship to drinking and how it’s changed since my Parkinson’s diagnosis.

I’ve been wrestling a bit with my Substack and how to make it worthwhile for paying customers. Since I’m putting recipes and restaurant reviews on my blog again — more on that in a sec — I wanted to offer something valuable in a different way: more intimate dispatches that aren’t for wider consumption, they’re just for you, my hardcore fans. So if you’d like to get a personal essay by me in your inbox every Thursday, now’s the time to sign up.

Meanwhile, I still have good stuff for everyone else: here’s a Marbled Pumpkin Bread that I made the other day and we’re still nibbling on it for breakfast, a snack, dessert.

And for those looking for a quick spot to eat in midtown before a Broadway show, I wrote up one of our fave spots from long ago (now in a new location): The Burger Joint.

Okay, let’s talk about drinking…