“I stayed with you inside the room, as the warm white walls became a womb.” — Dana Goodyear Copy Share Image
Like funny men, skilled diners are apparently perceived to have an evolutionary advantage. — Dana Goodyear Copy Share Image
Food as a hobby used to be an elite pastime, and it has become something that is totally ordinary for people of every background.… — Dana Goodyear Copy Share Image
The food being presented at the most expensive restaurants, by the most sophisticated chefs, was not always recognizable as food to the diner -… — Dana Goodyear Copy Share Image
There's something about the shape that a poem takes in my mind before I write it that has to do with suddenness. — Dana Goodyear Copy Share Image
Christmas cookies can't help but be retro - they are memory first, sugar-flour-egg-redhot-gumdrop-sparkle reality second. — Dana Goodyear Copy Share Image
I find that people in the food world are amazingly willing to talk about what they are doing, even when those things are quasi-legal… — Dana Goodyear Copy Share Image
I will eat disgusting things, but only those with long established culinary traditions. — Dana Goodyear Copy Share Image
For me, it makes sense to address shocking experiences through poems because of the way poems also have that effect on the reader. — Dana Goodyear Copy Share Image
My relationship to food is that of an acrophobe to a bridge. Unease masks a desire to jump. — Dana Goodyear Copy Share Image
