The Day After Thanksgiving
“Purity lies not in separation from but in deeper penetration into the universe.” – Teilhard de Chardin The day after Thanksgiving two years ago was cold. We got to work early, a few of us digging in...
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Lyndall “Granny” Toothman grew up in Appalachia. Her family didn’t have a lot of money. She remembers Christmas dinners as a child when everyone dined on fresh greens without the help of...
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“Cold dark deep and absolutely clear,” from “At the Fishhouses” by Elizabeth Bishop “[R]emember that it is not you that support the root, but the root that supports you.” St. Paul in a letter to the...
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The Rebar cookbook is among our household’s favorites for two reasons. First, Rebar excels as a vegetarian cookbook. It used to be that vegetarian cooking consisted of mimicking meat dishes by...
View ArticleThe Three Sisters Burrito Is Too Big for One Article, or, Rebar Part 2
My last article was in praise of the Rebar cookbook. I said more about the cookbook than the recipe, and as I prepared the dish I decided it called for another article, even if it amounted to notes....
View ArticleOn Unplanned Eating
Our favorite pasta salad – really the only one we make – is a pretty simple combination of noodles, sausage, greens, beans, onion, and some dressing (recipe below). We make a huge bowl full of it, use...
View ArticleFeast in Famine
This time of year, in our part of the country, CSAs are starting up. CSA is shorthand for Community Supported Agriculture. Folks agree to buy produce, fruit, etc., from a local farmer at a set price....
View ArticleA Scape from the Ordinary, Part 1
At 40.7 degrees longitude, and 5.200 feet, it is nearing garlic harvest. Leaf tips are browning, the plants’ scapes are coiled, and the heart-shaped pod is getting baggy, readying to open. My next...
View ArticleMess of Greens
Lyndall “Granny” Toothman grew up in Appalachia. Her family didn’t have a lot of money. She remembers Christmas dinners as a child when everyone dined on fresh greens without the help of...
View ArticleRoot Season
“Cold dark deep and absolutely clear,” from “At the Fishhouses” by Elizabeth Bishop “[R]emember that it is not you that support the root, but the root that supports you.” St. Paul in a letter to the...
View ArticleRebar: In Praise of Complexity
The Rebar cookbook is among our household’s favorites for two reasons. First, Rebar excels as a vegetarian cookbook. It used to be that vegetarian cooking consisted of mimicking meat dishes by...
View ArticleThe Three Sisters Burrito Is Too Big for One Article, or, Rebar Part 2
My last article was in praise of the Rebar cookbook. I said more about the cookbook than the recipe, and as I prepared the dish I decided it called for another article, even if it amounted to notes....
View ArticleOn Unplanned Eating
Our favorite pasta salad – really the only one we make – is a pretty simple combination of noodles, sausage, greens, beans, onion, and some dressing (recipe below). We make a huge bowl full of it, use...
View ArticleFeast in Famine
This time of year, in our part of the country, CSAs are starting up. CSA is shorthand for Community Supported Agriculture. Folks agree to buy produce, fruit, etc., from a local farmer at a set price....
View ArticleA Scape from the Ordinary, Part 1
At 40.7 degrees longitude, and 5.200 feet, it is nearing garlic harvest. Leaf tips are browning, the plants’ scapes are coiled, and the heart-shaped pod is getting baggy, readying to open. My next...
View ArticleThe Day After Thanksgiving
“Purity lies not in separation from but in deeper penetration into the universe.” – Teilhard de Chardin The day after Thanksgiving two years ago was cold. We got to work early, a few of us digging in...
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