Mary Kate Baehl
Mary Kate (MK) and I met in Chicago last summer and were coworkers for a brief time before I left for Baltimore. She and I share a deep appreciation for home cooking (both sustenance and catharsis) and searching for the perfect pair of work pants. She is generous in spirit and conversation, devoted to her family and passions and ardent in her pursuit of new experiences. She’s someone whose byline I’d expect to see in The New Yorker someday, her essays laden with warm anecdotes and droll food culture commentary.
Follow her, @mkletsbaehl.
