I’ve had my experiences with zucchini, have battled with overgrown kale and eggplant, and tried to stop the inexorable spread of marjoram through the garden. Through all this I’ve discovered one crop that may be the perfect thing to grow…
I’ve had my experiences with zucchini, have battled with overgrown kale and eggplant, and tried to stop the inexorable spread of marjoram through the garden. Through all this I’ve discovered one crop that may be the perfect thing to grow…
I’m a big fan of handmade things, as my readers know. Whether it’s bread or furniture, I think the skill of the artisan imbues in raw materials something far greater than the sum of its parts. I was recently commanded…
Sometimes food doesn’t need any preparation to be beautiful. Take the Romanesco broccoli. It has a repeating design in the shape and size of the florets and the total number of spirals on the head is a Fibonacci number. Delicious…
Deep in the dregs of my memory is a simple meal of honest ingredients: potatoes, meat, gravy. It was called buckshot and I imagine it as something served in crude clay bowls to men who had been working on the…
Saturday was St. Patrick’s Day, a day for everyone to wade through the mists of time to find some long-distant ancestor from the old country, fair Ireland. For my part, my ancestry is from Scotland, making me both fond of…
The apple is one of the world’s best and most simple foods. It can be carried in a pocket or shipped around the world in a barrel, combining portability with durability, and the best examples can remain crispy, juicy, and…
This holiday season, take some time to sit down with family and friends to celebrate the simple act of breaking bread together. Communal dining may be one of our species’ most basic activities, and what better way to celebrate the…
It’s reassuring to know that, despite my faults and impatience, my inability to clean the house without grumbling, and scathing reviews of most drivers on the road (honestly, it’s just rain! Move!) I can still put together a trio of…
Something in the electrical static of my brain produced the smell of freshly-baked bread. This isn’t unusual, considering I bake three or four loaves of bread a week, but this was an olfactory memory of the yeasted white sandwich bread…
Let’s start with the punchline and work backwards. Oh look! I see someone’s healthy spaghetti dinner in the trash! My wife made spaghetti with grilled eggplant and spinach last night and, expecting some pushback from Child Harbat, spaghetti and meatballs…