Simplicity Is Not Simple
A profile of Gert De Mangeleer and Hertog Jan at Botanic Sanctuary — on discipline, Belgian fine dining, and the hidden labour behind apparent simplicity.
Ghannouj
The Playlist I'm Not Embarrassed About
There is a version of myself who listens to Tatsuro Yamashita on a Sunday morning, who puts on Édith Piaf while reading, who considers the tracklist of a dinner party playlist a form of editorial statement. That version is real. She exists.
She is not the person who does the
The Empire That Left No Ruins
Alev Scott goes looking for what the Ottomans left behind. What she finds is people, still carrying the arrangements.
THE IMPERFECT SURFACE
On what handmade objects carry that mass-produced ones cannot — and what we owe them in return.
The Iraq That Is Already Gone
Antoon's novel does not ask whether Iraq's Christians should stay or leave. It asks what it means to love a place that no longer exists.
On Taste, As Instinct
IN GOOD TASTE with Karim Massoud
The Ghannouj Gazette
The incense reaches you before anything else. Then the silver salvers and goblets were arranged on a long table with the quiet confidence of objects that have been placed, then reconsidered, then placed again. Beirut Black Cat occupies a corner of
Who May Love Whom
The God of Small Things* is not a caste novel. It is a taxonomy of permitted feeling — and what is left of people who loved beyond their allocation.