Tricia and I ate this Sharfe Maxx before we chatted. Stinky!
My dear friend Tricia Taaca is a poet and cheesemonger from the midwest who lives in Harlem. She teaches at SUNY Purchase and (as I can personally attest) makes a mean flan. Tricia’s writing is online at La Fovea, Loaded Bicycle, and others. Her chapbook, want badly, is available over at Dancing Girl Press.
Tricia and I talk about the joy that is burrata. If you’ve never eaten burrata, change your life!
She recommends some of her favorite cheeses: Chiriboga blue (“like blue cheese gelato”), Ossau Iraty, Grayson, and Burrata.
Tricia and I sweated our asses off and picked berries on Long Island this summer. It was the best!
Like Niina, the first thing Tricia learned to cook was eggs.
Tricia reads her poem “Agita” that may or may not be about eating your feelings. I love this piece from The Kitchn about eating your way to happiness.
More info on Michel Lotito, the plane-eater who Tricia mentions in her poem is here.
A Cessna 150, the type of plane that Lotito ate. Just sayin'.
Tricia reminds me of this phenomenal Wallace Stevens poem about a jar. Such a good poem!
She reads me a fabulous poem called “Furious Cooking,” by Maureen Seaton. There seems to be a legit version of the entire book here. It’s the last poem in the book. What a note to end on!
The last best thing Tricia ate was the coconut layer cake at Smith & Wollensky (careful, the website is awful). Here’s a picture over at Serious Eats.
Click play below to listen to episode 4 Tricia Taaca.