Patrick McGraw

Jan 22, 2025 | family.style | Patrick McGraw |Magdalena O'Neal |Meka Boyle |Jane Lewis

When I tell people that I haven’t left New York City in years, they react as though it’s a medical emergency. Invariably, they offer advice on how I can alleviate the problem, telling me that there is no amount of money not worth spending to leave now, as if the situation is something that can only worsen with increased delay. They offer destination ideas. First, far off ones, like Europe and Japan.

Jan 22, 2025 | family.style | Magdalena O'Neal |Meka Boyle |Jane Lewis |Patrick McGraw

The flavors of my youth are steeped in soul, from a dark roux to the sweet, unexpected piece of ham at the bottom of the greens pot—the heart of the dish that everyone forgets about. My family's Bay Area roots are by way of Arkansas, a product of the Great Migration, in which over 6 million Black Americans left the rural South to start anew and escape racial segregation and economic hardships. Their stories, preserved in the dishes they brought with them.

Jan 22, 2025 | family.style | Meka Boyle |Magdalena O'Neal |Jane Lewis |Patrick McGraw

Taos’ dirt is sacred and bloodred. Overhead, the Sangre de Cristo Mountains ascend to the heavens and break into valleys that cradle the sun before popping its yolk into a shadow. Like all great places, it contains a dualism that splinters off into many directions. The tiny county at the northern tip of New Mexico is a place anchored in its past—both of ancestral knowledge and of settler colonialism. Spanish rancho. Century-long art haven. Forever home of the Taos Pueblo people.

Dec 1, 2022 | architecturalrecord.com | Patrick McGraw

Nov 8, 2022 | architecturalrecord.com | Patrick McGraw