
Corn Is Here. Don’t Overthink It.
Frank has appeared in these pages before, so I won’t tell his story again.
A place to feed your body, heart, and life. I believe in honest food, real conversations, the power of a good question, living on purpose and gathering around what matters. We are a kitchen table for curious souls. Come as you are! Bring your hunger.
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Frank has appeared in these pages before, so I won’t tell his story again.

Remember my front stoop? Well, good Lord. I thought I hired somebody to build a stoop, and apparently I commissioned a three-part transformational curriculum.

For the past year, Lilly has been telling Pat and me about picking lowbush blueberries in western Massachusetts, where she lives.

The arrival of sweet local corn is one of summer’s surest signs.

I Still Can't Choose a Favorite

The other day, I had one of those wonderful, forehead-slapping moments.

A beautifully crisp, juicy roast chicken and a free-form orzo salad with fresh corn and blistered tomatoes.

What has to happen below the surface if something is going to last?

A strawberry rhubarb crisp with a light hand on the sugar and a crunchy walnut topping.

The first time I saw rhubarb, I had no idea what I was looking at.