Self-Taught Homework #14: You almost cancel everything, then evolve into a dinner-party type

The grand finale of one of your favorite experiments.

You apologize for this coming later than Sunday. You’ve been pushing off the end of this project as long as you can, because you want to end it on the right note, and you’re sad to say goodbye to it. Thank you to you, the subscribers, for kindly reading and sending recipes for three months. This project’s wonder comes from the individual act of cooking and the digitally primal response to cooking through a words on a screen. You wish that you all could be in one room eating a crown roast together. Week after week, each essay has been its own improvised recipe, a welcome into your mental kitchen, and you appreciate the hospitality of the subscribers for letting you into their inboxes. (Though this post is too long for email and better opened in a browser.) You hope you’ve enjoyed.