Some of you know that I’ve had a rough week around the Internets. I stuck my neck out and said something surprisingly unpopular, and, well, we tend to doubt our
Some of you know that I’ve had a rough week around the Internets. I stuck my neck out and said something surprisingly unpopular, and, well, we tend to doubt our
The Barefoot Contessa always says, “be sure to use really good vanilla” in her recipes, as though any buyer of her cookbooks would ever think of some imitation flavor as
He’s the king of understatement, the kind of guy you’d want in your corner in a brawl, the sort who would call a near-death experience “kinda unpleasant, when y’think about
We were registering for our wedding at REI, and we were wandering. You don’t register for essentials at REI, you register for weekend things. Fun stuff, the things you can’t
I remember standing in our next-door neighbor’s kitchen, as he told me they were having chicken and “smashed potatoes” for dinner. I looked at the clean countertop with the unassuming
I love a lot of recipes. I love food and I love to cook. But one that I can always serve to anyone, that nearly always sounds good no matter
Last weekend, we paddled across a lake on the Central Coast of California, and set up a tiny campsite under a live oak tree. We carried everything with us in
Every morning I hear him, water running and plates rattling. The coffee grinder whirs to life and dishes are stacked neatly in the drying rack. As I come around the
It was a cold, early morning and I was working at a drive-thru coffee stand in Bonanza, Oregon, population 350. I was 15 years old, it was my second day
The creak of saddle leather, as my right legs swings over, easily, quickly. I’m now on her back and I settle my hip bones down, anchor my feet in my