There's the old saw that the best way to teach kids to swim is to toss them into the deep end of the pool. While I may not agree with...

"Looks so good and smells even better!" This could have been uttered at many moments during my marriage, and this video, court...

When you think of hunters, no doubt visions of the bearded, raving, wild-haired Duck Dynasty clan come quickly to mind. Or maybe some of ...

The ocean exerts a strong pull on me, calling me with memories of waves lashing the shore or whispering over the rocks along its edge. My...

My friend, author, forager and hunter extraordinaire, Hank Shaw , had wanted to come up to Oregon to forage for wapato, a wild tuber that...

Indigenous people didn't have any problem finding sources of protein here in the moderate climate of the Northwest. After all, there ...

On a weekend at the beach I started reading Hank Shaw's first book, Hunt, Gather, Cook , and was moved to write this: "After r...

There is something essentially human about working with your hands, especially when you are gathering food to feed your family. My friend...

We've all watched the videos of people walking and texting, the ones where the texter falls into a fountain or splats into some wet c...

My friend Hank Shaw is a journalist, hunter, forager and author. Recently he published an essay on what we think of as the most boring m...

Yes, you read that right. And here I thought I was getting all crazy creative by finally making nocino , a walnut liqueur made from green...

My mother didn't get it when her only daughter would want to mow the lawn. After all, she had two sons for that purpose, didn't s...

Hank Shaw, in his new book Hunt Gather Cook: Finding the Forgotten Feast has a devious agenda. His aim is to get you to open your eyes a...

Like my brother and myself, my friend, Loo , and her sib, Hank , are both bloggers. Hank writes about politics for The Record, a paper in S...