How Julia Skinner Does History
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I want to help people see themselves as a bridge between the past and the future.
I want to help people see themselves as a bridge between the past and the future.
Soon after he was elected, Abraham Lincoln received a rather bizarre letter.
“For my family, boiled turnips became a reminder of my grandmother’s suffering.”
“I don’t need to fit perfectly into one culture to feel like I truly belong.”
Jell-O remains an easy, popular way to enter the domestic realm.
It was the only dark chocolate my grandmother liked.
A cake made without milk or butter? Don’t tell the Minnesota Dairy Industry Committee!
My great-grandmother Sylvia’s stuffed cabbage held an out-sized role in my culinary imagination.
I suppose it really is addiction. But I’ve quit most of the other fun ones.
As a picky eater, I ate oodles of instant noodles growing up.
It might be a simple dish, yet it’s one I hold close to my heart—and a symbol, for me, of the Armenian immigrant experience.
“What does a postdoc do?” That’s something Anny Gaul has been figuring out all year.
Though the “electricity biscuit” thesis is plausible, killjoy historians need more evidence.
Regulation, not culture, is the key to understanding the novel coronavirus.
Mr. Peanut embodies two seemingly-distinct but deeply-connected Virginian worlds.
What happens when academics collaborate with the restaurant industry? Good things (and better food).
The classic Parsi cookbook has changed much over the decades, yet remains curiously old-fashioned.