I think I’m likely one of the last people to notice the existence of The Kitchn, Apartment Therapy’s all-things-epicurean subdivision, but boy am I glad to have found it. Today’s entry is about overwhelming numbers of cookbooks. This is clearly a place for me.
We’ve been slowly weeding stuff out of the house in preparation for an upcoming yard sale, and I’d even put a couple of cookbooks in that pile that I think will be crawling back onto the shelf. Who knows if I might want it again?
So while I really ought to be grading papers (so many) or writing exams (three) or working on the paper that’s long overdue for an upcoming conference (whoops), I’m instead drawn to the Kitchn’s archives. It’s vastly preferable to work.