The (em)Power(ment) Of Food

This is not a post about politics.  It’s not an article about place, belonging, identity, self-esteem, or basic humanity.  It’s about food. This meal is 75% from around here.  The potatoes and dill came from the farm I waited all winter and most of spring to see open.  The garlic scapes, from the first farm…

Fresh Fava Beans

In my mind, beans and peas exist in two categories.  You’ve got your eat-em-fresh-ers: snow peas, snap peas, shelling peas, and all the wonderful varieties of summer beans, from green string to cool purple varieties.  Then you’ve got your soakers: the dry legumes you pick up from the bulk section of the foodstore: kidney beans,…

Never too old…

You’re never too old for a new perspective.  Take me and radishes. I’ve always been emotionally neutral about radishes.  I think you can guess why. As a child, they felt like a trick.  Bright pink, juicy and crisp, quickly giving way to an irritating pungeny and quickfading, heat.  And despite looking like delicious, misshapen fairy…