I cook because I love to eat. I garden because I love to cook.
The summer I did research for my master’s thesis, scuba diving in the bays on the east end of Long Island, we traveled the same route every morning to get to the marina. As we drove past the farm fields that dominate the North Fork …
It was the best garden year ever, it was the worst garden year ever, it was the age of abundance, it was the age of scarcity, it was the epoch of grazers, it was the epoch of exclusion, it was the season of rain, it …
Growing up, every Tuesday and Thursday we ate Bert’s Beans for dinner. Refried beans that my father actually re-fried in a skillet with probably too much oil, we would wrap them in homemade tortillas and slather on hot sauce. As the refrying process neared its …
As the calendar rolls over from one year to the next, New Year’s Eve is a chance to celebrate. And what is a celebration without tasty and exciting foods? For me, New Year’s Eve means appetizers, and a wide variety at that. Here are my …
When I was a five- or six-year-old kid, my father occasionally took my two older brothers and I to the Palestra, the arena that opened in 1927 at the University of Pennsylvania, to see Big 5 college basketball games. We would wander in, find our …
Many of the things we eat are variations on a theme; the same type of ingredient that gets spiced, sauced, or wrapped a little differently each time, but is still, if you break it down, a similar idea. There is a myriad of types of …
In the spring of 1994, I became a student teacher in a suburban high school on Long Island. One of the first people I met would become my mentor. Tom was tall and lean. Very tall and very lean. He taught a marine science class, …
There’s something about carbohydrates and garlic; they go well together. Think garlic bread, garlic knots from any New York pizzeria, and even my mashed potato pizza, fragrant with roasted garlic, mashed potatoes, fresh mozzarella, and Parmesan cheese. The carbs are a vehicle for the pungent …
I grew up in the City of Brotherly Love, and like all Philadelphians, I was weaned on cheesesteaks and hoagies. Well, actually, we didn’t eat them too often growing up, because health food, they are not. But they were enjoyed from time to time. Most …
Overabundance in the garden is a problem I can deal with. To even use the word ‘problem’ is a stretch. Nonetheless, when there is too much of a given crop in the heart of its harvesting season, the gardener must find a way to use …
