I eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches to erase my mind.
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Why Chicago's Harold's is the best bad fried chicken on Earth
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How the simple act of gathering for dinner with friends transformed one family's life.
What really happens when you force-fed yourself all the aphrodisiacs.
Last night, like many nights before, I ate alone. In public. On purpose. And it was glorious.