Marc Maron wrote an essay about his love of cooking, specifically on Thanksgiving, for Saveur: “I started to appreciate cooking in college thanks to a professor who was famous for his dinner parties. He was one of those borderline-inappropriate teachers, full of menace, intelligence, and sexuality. At one of his soirees I’d asked how he learned his craft and he said by reading cookbooks. Then he hit on me. That’s it! I was inspired—not to be gay, but to cook. The idea that I could do something giving and seemingly selfless and still be the center of attention seemed magical. So, I started cooking for people (or, as a girlfriend recently accused me of doing, cooking at people).”
