QUESTION
What’s for Dinner? Rachel Sennott, Courtney Love, and More Tell Us What’s on Their Plates

For our Fall 2025 issue, 56 friends of Interview tell us what’s on their plate.
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BOB COLACELLO
Here’s my dream dinner: half avocado filled with crème fraîche and caviar, veal Milanese with arugula and artichoke salad, floating island.
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NAOMI FRY
I love occasionally going Mediterranean breakfast-for-dinner vibes. Toast, an omelet, and a salad (with either some olives or some feta, for an extra kick) is relatively light and delicious!
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DEMI MOORE
Well, this is what is on for tonight: my vegan veggie pot pie.
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EMILY RATAJKOWSKI
Steak and fries and a gin martini, dirty, from [the] Odeon. And those chicken dumplings to start.
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DEMNA
Vanilla ice cream!
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COLMAN DOMINGO
A juicy ribeye steak with sage and brown butter, sautéed broccolini with garlic, and a Venetian tomato salad with anchovy.
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BAZ LUHRMANN
I’m a very simple eater, so I’ll probably have a little protein, a little spinach, and a little party never killed nobody.
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MATT WOLF
Hmm, well, I have no kitchen, so Chinese takeout.
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TAYLOR LORENZ
Spaghetti with olive oil, roasted garlic, lots of black pepper, and fresh parsley from my window garden.
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AZIZ ANSARI
A martini and a cheeseburger and fries and a fun chat. Maybe a second martini as well.
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MARK GUIDUCCI
Keens Steakhouse filet mignon au poivre, medium-rare.
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ALLISON WILLIAMS
My husband’s currently out of town, so it’s gonna be a particularly bleak answer: whatever my son doesn’t finish of his Caulipower cheese pizza (he truly eats it so much that I’m convinced it’s become a food group unto itself). Maybe some salad if I’m feeling luxurious. And honestly, that sounds like a nice li’l meal to me.
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OTTESSA MOSHFEGH
Tonight? Movie theater popcorn and Diet Coke.
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SLOANE CROSLEY
Pasta al limone. And a row of olives submerged in vodka.
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SARAH PAULSON
MSNBC.
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CHARLI XCX
I just ate xx.
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PADMA LAKSHMI
What’s for dinner you ask? Diamonds made of dew drops from the last leaf of summer, sweetened with the memory of the warm wind through your hair. Sprinkled on the skate wing we caught in the ocean of our hope. The tide has gone but you can still smell the sea. And plum—black and red and dripping. Come to the table, lover, come to me.
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LENA DUNHAM
Jones nicotine mints, blue Gatorade, a room-temperature string cheese, and the terror of being truly seen by someone you love, naturally.
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BRONTEZ PURNELL
Oh shit, today I had gnocchi, pot stickers, a chicken sandwich, and 4 vegan cream popcicles, and I still want a grilled cheese sandwich (I’m stoned af rn).
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JELLY ROLL
Homemade high-protein chicken nuggets, air-fried fries cooked in beef tallow, and a romaine Spanish salad with balsamic-roasted cherry tomatoes and roasted bell peppers.
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COLE ESCOLA
Lunch.
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ISAAC MIZRAHI
Having missed bikini season entirely again, I am eating fish and salad for the next few months. (Abstaining from Ozempic though I’m not sure why—I bear no grudge or judgment against it.)
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STELLAN SKARSGÅRD
Tenderness.
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YUNG LEAN
Steak and an orange juice.
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MICHAEL CHOW
Absolutely nothing. I fast—
In protest, For spirit,
For awareness,
For health,
For clarity…
Before the sun dips below the horizon.
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ANNA SUI
Bar Pitti —my favorite is the penne Bolognese with spinach, mushrooms, and burrata.
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RIZ AHMED
I’ve been recommended this restaurant called Karahi Boys so I’m gonna go check that out.
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GUS VAN SANT
I guess room service?
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JEREMY ALLEN WHITE
Sunday roast. Short ribs, Dutch oven carrots, and potatoes.
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COURTNEY LOVE
Oh! I can have Nobu black cod, and I don’t give a fuck how many Eater blogs they make, this country does not have food. I go to Paris, get a basic ham-and-bread wilted salad by the train station, and my mouth explodes in happiness! I was just in L.A., where I spent five hours at my now-Kardashianed-out precious Erewhon and even got an account. My mouth triple-exploded! But I’m not a foodie anyway, so I’m the worst person to ask. I can’t tell Petrus from box wine.
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PAMELA ANDERSON
On a sexy fall night, I love my detox Moroccan-style lentil soup topped with fresh garnish—cilantro, parsley, thinly sliced jalapeno—drizzle chili oil, vegan crema, and freshly baked sourdough. It’s my comfort go-to, the first thing I make when I return to my home and dogs, and what my family expects every time they visit, no matter the hour. And of course, atop my mismatched china and ironstone—candles, a roaring fire, blankets—a walk after dinner in jeans over flannel pajamas, and messy hair, with a dog or two depending on who wants to come.
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DUSTIN HOFFMAN
I don’t eat dinner, I just eat breakfast.
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BOBBY CANNAVALE
I have two boys, so it’s either pizza or pasta.
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MAUDE APATOW
Hopefully French onion soup.
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MILEY CYRUS
Fish up in pumps.
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CALLUM TURNER
Chicken, spinach, avocado, rice.
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COOPER HOFFMAN
Steak frites with a side of spinach and an Arnold Palmer.
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FELICITY JONES
A ham sandwich.
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RACHEL KUSHNER
Funny you should ask, because I am literally having dinner right now, alone, in the bar of a stucco motel (rebranded as a “gravity haus”—it’s a chain) in Steamboat Springs, Colorado. I’ve got my laptop open to read the news, on account that the football game on the large screen behind the bar is too complex for my intellect (football gives me hope in Americans: If they truly understand its byzantine rules and plays, surely they can put that immense brain power toward finally harnessing the energy of the sun and solving climate crisis and our own extinction). I just ordered a double cheeseburger with caramelized onions and chose the “lime cilantro jalapeño slaw” as my side, instead of fries (I’d eat potatoes to stay alive, but not by choice). They don’t have any regular beer except Coors Light, and I hate light beer. Plus, as a child of the 1970s, I’ve been deeply indoctrinated to boycott the anti-labor Coors family. I ordered an IPA. I’m extra hungry because I had a day of intense physical exertion. This morning I woke up in Glenwood Springs, CO, a stopover between Telluride and Steamboat. I ran along the Colorado River Trail, which—after concrete, no shade, trucks blasting past along the I-70—crosses the highway and meanders into unbelievably beautiful country. After my run, I’d planned to see something called Hanging Lake, a short 1.2-mile hike in each direction. Well. It turns out Hanging Lake is straight uphill, relentlessly, rock step after rock step, until you’re at this travertine lake of turquoise water, colored from minerals, apparently, which indeed hangs from the top of a cliff. Anyhow, by the time I got to this motel bar, I was good and starving, and now (my food has arrived) I’m having a simple burger and simple beer, and they are playing “Simple Man” by Lynyrd Skynyrd, an all-time favorite. Dallas is winning when I leave the bar and return to my room to finish reading this trendy but quite alluring book, The Calculation of Volume (Book 1), by Solvej Balle. I hear, through the thin walls, that Dallas lost. The protagonist of this novel is stuck in a single day, each morning waking up to no advance of time. Hope that doesn’t happen to me: Part of what makes a day, a hike, a meal special is that you don’t get to relive it.
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ADAM FRIEDLAND
I like a nice piece of fish.
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CHLOË SEVIGNY
If I have to cook for more than three people, I’m ordering in.
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TISH WEINSTOCK
I don’t serve dinner, I serve tea.
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LUSHIOUS MASSACR
Pozole Mexicano made at home don’t play games.
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RACHEL SENNOTT
Dinner is currently my depressing meal delivery service because I’ve been in the edit and I haven’t been able to cook. That plus lots of hot sauce. It’s giving variations on a theme of chicken.
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LAUREN SANTO DOMINGO
Let’s go to Sendo! That, or DoorDash.
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CARINE ROITFELD
What’s for drinks?
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KEMBRA PFAHLER
Revolt.
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PAZ DE LA HUERTA
Recently, I discovered something delicious: boutarde. Specifically, boutarde de thon—tuna boutarde—which is like dry-cured and salted fish. I put a bit of olive oil and fresh lemon on it, let it sit for 15 minutes, and then I eat it. These days, I’m doing my best to say no to foods that aren’t aligned with iboga. I’ve cut most meats, gluten, and bread out of my diet, but I can’t say no to certain delicacies. At night, I love to watch the man I love bake bread. I don’t eat it, but I find it incredibly sexy to watch. He also makes olive oil—incredible olive oil. For myself, I’ll make mushrooms mixed with carrots and ginger, a bit of tahini, olive oil, salt, and vinegar. I was just in Madrid, and I can’t say no to tapas—jamón Ibérico or salmorejo. I also have my own gazpacho recipe, which is incredible. I use more cucumbers than most, and olive oil to make it thick. I’ve always loved eating little delicacies. I’ve never been into big meals, but I love lots of small, tasty things. Still, I’m becoming more aware of eating healthy. I’m crazy about purple yams and potatoes—they’re incredibly good for you and so delicious. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to cut sushi out of my diet. When I go to Los Angeles or New York, I’m always searching for the best toro. Here on the farm, I’m trying to grow wheatgrass to juice and drink. It has incredible healing properties and has helped people recover when chemo has failed them. These are the little things I now incorporate into my dinners and meals. I’m doing my best to live a clean but also balanced life in this moment. My favorite dinners consist of watching the man I love bake bread. And now, with my youngest dog Mary having just had six puppies, my days at home on the farm include giving her endless amounts of milk to nurse them. Somehow, through osmosis, my body believes I’ve just had a baby too—and apparently, I’m lactating. So I guess milk is for dinner as well.
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JOACHIM TRIER
If I’m making the dish I’d like to serve some hope.
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KRISTIN CHENOWETH
My go-to dinner is a wonderful meal from the company Factor. I order these meals because my Broadway rehearsal schedule is so crazy and the last thing I want to do is decide what I’m having for dinner. I get enough meals for the week ahead and I’m set! Tonight’s meal is the chicken taco bowl and I’m very excited haha.
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KATE BERLANT
Probably a room service burger that will break my heart.
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ADDISON RAE
Sweet potatoes and corn and lots of redddddd meat.
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PARIS HILTON
Sliving Lasagna, my favorite recipe from Cooking with Paris. It’s what I made my husband’s mom for dinner the first time I met her.
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TESSA THOMPSON
Chicken pot pie and kindness.
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GINA GERSHON
Blanco tequila on the rocks, a great medium-rare steak, asparagus salad, French fries, and something chocolate at the end.
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BENNY BLANCO
Homemade linguini and clams with a glass of wine and a foot rub (I’m giving the foot rub).






