My Dad recently divulged a scandalous part of his history. In a household that values eating well, healthily, and with all things in moderation, I found out a sugar-laden truth from his teen years. When my Dad was in high-school, my Grandpa would wake him up every day with what he called an orange julius.
Whether it’s finding the best goat tacos in LA, spotting a well-worn vintage bag in Sweden, or interviewing the “crab man” selling seafood on a corner in Harlem, we tell stories seen from Chef Marcus Samuelsson‘s point of view. MarcusSamuelsson.com strives to create conversations about food, nutrition, culture, art, and design. We want to find Read More