“Burger-and-fries” is right up there with peanut butter and jelly as a classic combination. But French fries, it could be that your time has come. French fries can be indisputably delicious, but they’re far from guaranteed. Some are soggy, some aren’t seasoned well, some are just not the right shape. Maybe it’s time…

The supremacy of certain foods is so obvious as to never be questioned. Heinz is synonymous with ketchup for a reason; a complete block of cheddar has more flavor than a bag of the shredded stuff, hands down.

Easter is on April 21 (April 28 for the Greeks), which means you’ve only got a handful of days left to make some important decisions for you and your family. Will you dress up with seasonal flair? Will you brave the brunch crowds out roving the streets of your city? And most importantly: What will be waiting inside…

Welcome, dear readers, to The Takeout Draft, our recurring feature that combines our love of food, fantasy sports, and arguing on Slack.

When it comes to homegrown recipes, it’s helpful to surrender to a “just trust us on this one” mindset. Our time-tested concoctions might look like garbage, lacking the sophistication of creative plating or appealing colors, but they were never meant to be camera-ready—they were meant to be scarfed.

What you’re about to read is a very adult discussion about what The Takeout staff considers the ideal hamburger bun. Unlike other food debates, where we may have questioned each other’s patriotism or flung accusations of being a commie bastard because they dared to like smooth peanut butter over crunchy, this…

Last week, I was the unwitting victim of an April Fool’s joke.

I said it would be a one-way ticket down into the snake pit, and I was right: discussing the most overrated candies meant stepping into a minefield of Jolly Rancher truthers and Cadbury exclusivism. I stand by the selections therein, though it brings me no vindictive joy to accuse any candy of being overrated (except …

Deploying the term “overrated” on the internet is your express ticket down into the snake pit. Matters of personal taste rarely fit so neatly into a discussion of the empirical quality versus the public perception of a thing. And when we’re talking about literal taste—the kind you do with your mouth—things can get…

To those of us fluent in high fructose corn syrup, the Valentine’s Day season never feels like much of a season at all. The candy aisles are dutifully decked out in that confounding combination of pink and red as soon as December 26 rolls around, but a phalanx of Cadbury eggs, plastic baskets, and plush bunnies are…