About the time I finally realized I was not going to live forever I found myself exploring my Ashkenazi culinary roots. I’m not sure which was the chicken and which the egg. Somehow, though, the homey comfort foods of childhood play particularly well with uncomfortable realizations like that of mortality.
And that’s what led me to this Smoked Yellowtail Knish with Poached Egg.
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