Though my last rhubarb creation disguised essentially disguised it altogether, rhubarb stalks are real purty. Springy pastel pinks and ...

Alright, Garrison, sure, we hear him sing this every Sunday morning. But Meryl takes this to a whole. 'nother. sassy. level. More o...

  Rhubarb season in Indiana was like zucchini season in Vermont. People would practically leave boxes of the stuff on your porch beg...

Natalie with her bike, outfitted with a basket and panniers for pie delivery From 2009-2011, Natalie Glazer ran Bike Basket Pies , deli...

Do you know about the Free Music Archive (FMA)? It's an amazing audio library of free, downloadable songs, managed by perhaps the ...

My first taste of marmalade, likely taken at my Anglophile aunt and uncle's house, was much less sweet than I had expected. Havin...

I love Maira Kalman and also love that she loves pie. I can't wait to check out her illustrated edition of Michael Pollan's Food...

A couple of weekends ago I found myself HOME ALONE-- a rare occurrence in a household of six. To be honest, I was actually joined in ...

Amish shoo-fly pies "made from gooey molasses-based filling and sometimes topped with chocolate cream."  Photo by Carol M. Hi...

One of many things that is nice about living in more Southern climes is the prolonged transitional seasons. Spring and Fall are always m...

If you know me, you know that I love maps and charts. My friends in Burlington, Vermont and I started a Map Club (which was usually follo...

I only frequented Raleigh's Poole's Diner twice when I lived in the North Carolina piedmont, but twice was enough to know that w...

  My friend Dale is a wonder. Though we've only hung out on two separate weekend adventures (the first being this West Virginia b...

  My friend Jocelyn told me about this folk art painting, Acupuncture Pitchfork Style , by John William "Uncle Jack" Dey, wh...