How Black Parisian Chefs Serving Soul Food Are Exploring 'Afropean' Cuisine
“In the years in Paris, I had never been homesick for anything American,” James Baldwin wrote in his 1972 book of essays, No Name in the Street. “But,” he added just a page or two later, “I had missed my brothers and my sisters … I missed Harlem Sunday mornings and fried chicken and biscuits.” I’m thinking about these lines as I bite into a piece of fried chicken — the thinly breaded skin crispy, the inside juicy enough that I need to wipe my lips — while sitting in front of Gumbo Yaya. The tiny restaurant’s red facade bursts through the otherwise grayish nook it occup...
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