Portland can be a funny place, and I'm not saying that with a "Keep Portland Weird" smirk. Stroll through any neighborhood ...

Blackcurrant season jumps out at me when I least expect it. This year it was mid-June when I asked Anthony and Carol Boutard of Ayers Cre...

One year. 12 months. 52 weeks. 365 days. That's how long it takes till you know if you've succeeded or failed miserably. If you...

It was five years ago that I read Martha Holmberg's story in MIX magazine about a yearly nocino-making party in winemaker Anne Hubat...

You just never know, when you open it, which door will dump a bucket o' learnin' on your head. Peeling garlic was an exercise in ...

When berry season comes around, I'm one of those people you see at the farmers' market hauling flats of berries to the car. Not that...