Once a month, I share the best of what I’ve been reading, watching, and exploring. Enjoy!
Books
Slow Days, Fast Company by Eve Babitz (1977). A love letter to 1970s Los Angeles, written by a woman who lived it more than almost anyone. She dated Jim Morrison, Harrison Ford, and Steve Martin, and turned all of it—the parties, the lovers, the city itself—into some of the best writing Los Angeles has produced. This book has ten loose essays—a wedding where she’d been engaged to both the groom and the best man, a three-day bender at the Chateau Marmont, movie stars unraveling over their own success—written from inside the scene rather than from a safe critical distance. People compare her to Joan Didion, except Babitz is warmer and having a lot more fun.
Shows
Beef, Season 2 (Netflix). Second seasons rarely top the first. This one does. New cast, new beef: a young couple working at an elite country club witnesses their bosses in the middle of an alarming fight, and from there it spirals into a web of favors, blackmail, and increasingly poor decisions. Funnier and meaner than season one, which is saying something.
Formula 1: Drive to Survive, Season 8 (Netflix). I’ve watched every season since it started, and I’ve never actually followed F1. Even if you have zero interest in racing, the show is genuinely thrilling—rivalries, breakdowns, betrayals, and all.
Films
Obsession (2026). [Theaters] Horror isn’t usually my thing, but this one won me over. A hopeless romantic breaks a mysterious “One Wish Willow” to win over his crush and quickly learns that some wishes come with a price. The guy seated next to me in the theater spent the entire time squirming and letting out tiny yelps, which only made it more fun.
The Godfather & Part II (1972 & 1974). Two of the greatest films ever made—nothing I write here will add to that. I caught a special screening of Part II at the Egyptian Theatre, followed by a Q&A with Al Pacino. At 86, the man is hilarious and somehow has more energy than people half his age. He could’ve talked for another two hours and I’d have stayed.
The Drama (2026). Zendaya and Robert Pattinson play a couple a week out from their wedding, when something blows the whole thing off course. That’s all I’m going to say. The film has one of the most unexpected turns I’ve ever seen in a movie, and the less you know going in, the better.
Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991). Saw this at its 35th anniversary screening in 70mm. The last time I saw it on a big screen was opening weekend in 1991, waiting in a very, very long line with my dad. Thirty-five years later, it still holds up. One of the rare sequels that genuinely outdoes the original.
The best way to cook scrambled eggs
Turns out I’ve been scrambling eggs wrong my whole life. The American method is essentially: crank the heat, beat the eggs into submission, get them off the pan in ninety seconds. What you end up with is rubbery and a little dry.
The French method is the opposite: low and slow. Small pan over very low heat—so low you wonder if anything is happening—and you stir constantly with a spatula until the eggs come together in tiny, almost custardy curds. Pull them while they still look slightly underdone; they’ll keep cooking from the residual heat. Finish with a knob of cold butter to stop the cooking, and season at the end. The result is silky and rich, and I’ll never cook eggs the old way again.
Low and slow turns out to be decent advice for most things in life, not just eggs.
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