Hello dads. A small heads-up: this newsletter is changing shape.

I’ve accepted a truth - I can’t consistently produce the kind of high-quality content I want to share here while the app, the kid and the job that pays me actual money have most of my attention. I also don’t want to post ai slops just to keep the lights on. So, I'm going to pivot.

The newsletter isn’t going anywhere, though.

From now on, it’ll mostly be about my cooking experiments. That’s something I know I’m good at, I enjoy it, and I’m going to be cooking anyway - might as well write about it.

Now this newsletter is called The Dad’s Cookbook.

It is exactly what it sounds like - a cookbook for dads, by a dad. And to anyone saying we don’t belong in the kitchen - hold my spatula - some of the best chefs in the world are men, and that didn’t happen by accident.

I’ll still drop the occasional non-food-related thought in a separate section when it feels right… but no promises and no schedules.

On the app front, things are getting properly interesting. I’ve got enough metadata now to see patterns, and it’s giving me real confidence that this thing is starting to work. There’s a solid chunk of dads who genuinely like what I’m building.

And here’s a big deal: about half of you who paid went for lifetime access. I’m taking that as the ultimate dad commitment. What’s even cooler is that this isn’t like a fitness subscription - you’re not just opening the app and feeling vaguely guilty. You’re actually writing. You’re capturing the kind of memories you’ll never want to lose:

(No - I can’t see your actual words, and I don’t have a way to. I only see anonymized metadata so I can understand patterns and build the right features. I’m a dad with a roadmap, not a surveillance van.)

Keep this momentum and you’ll soon surpass War and Peace. War & Peace: Dad Cut - fewer aristocrats, more bedtime negotiations.

So yeah: exciting times. I’m genuinely sure I’m on the right track now - which means you won’t have to wait around for new features. I’m on it.

Y.