By Jaime Green

Jaime Green writes essays about food, science, and museums, mostly, and she's writing a book about living history museums. She also hosts The Catapult, a podcast of great new writing read aloud.

  1. The first time my boyfriend ordered French toast in front of me, I ordered the American cheese for him. I looked at him through narrow eyes—trust me—with confidence that had nothing to do with being tipsy, though I was. It was a late night diner dinner, after just enough happy hour drinks that I was ordering a side of sausage and a side of fries for my meal. The waitress brought our food, including the…

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