You really haven't tasted lobster until you've tasted it in Maine, in one of those on-the-water lobster houses, where it doesn't matter how much of a mess you make because the seagulls will clean it up afterward.
While traditionally pasties were made as lunches for miners or other workers, in our family they were always served at a summer picnic.
Last week I read that the White House garden's soil was tested, and they found it contained lead above the safe limits...I am convinced that we are only just beginning to find out about all the permanent damage that lead and other toxins are doing to our health.
Without discipline and tough decision-making, gardens turn into crazy jungles where the plants are so busy fighting for their space and survival they forget to make vegetables.
The problem is that we pay doctors -- thus rewarding them financially -- for doing procedures, not for preventing disease in the first place.
In laboratories across the globe, seeds are being captured, submitted to intense and painful torture (too graphic to describe here), and held prisoner in a scheme for world food domination.
A new study shows that people are happier and more resilient when they enjoy micro moments of positive emotions in their lives.
The very plants in our own gardens have many stories to tell, if we are willing to listen.
I stumbled across a list of the only countries in the world that don't offer guaranteed paid maternity leave. You might expect to see Liberia, Papua New Guinea, and Swaziland on the list. But the United States?
Maybe it's because I'm getting older (with the granny glasses to prove it), but I'm starting to tire of the whole "buzz"-chasing world. Now, it's all about fuzz for me.
I am going to share my list of the top 10 places I want to go to before I die (in no particular order, although I hope dying comes last).
Pesto is one of my culinary specialties and one of my goals this summer was to discover how to keep pesto really green.
Making pesto can be a slightly messy job. Making two separate batches of pesto is a very messy job--especially since I was trying to get them both out on the table at the same time.
