Okay, I may be needing an intervention over my current obsession with this fermented grain thing , but really, guys, it's pretty amaz...

Recently I was reading through some old articles and came upon a mention of making a broth from old Parmesan rinds and thought, "Yea...

I first saw this spectacular dish among the drool-worthy photos on the Instagram feed of Portland's Florentine outpost, Burrasca , an...

I don't have the engineering gene. I know this because, not only do I have several engineer-type friends who love nothing better than...

In a rare occurence, I knew what we were going to have for dinner. I was going to make one of our go-to favorite dinners, pasta alla carb...

Spring has come early to the fields of the Willamette Valley, evidenced by the bins of sweet green things I saw while wandering the aisle...

With evening temperatures dipping down into the low 20s during a recent cold snap, it was even too cold for an intrepid griller like Dave...

In this interview for Food Farmer Earth , I talk with Kathryn LaSusa-Yeomans of The Farmer's Feast , who dissects the elements that go...

Faster than a speeding bullet…no, I'm not talking about caped superheroes leaping tall buildings, I'm talking about how fast word...

I've already confessed to being a cookbook addict , with shelves of titles from well-known authors like Diana Kennedy, James Beard, M...

Whether its miner's lettuce, nettles or fiddleheads, I just can't get enough of the first green things that pop out of the ground...

You gotta love food stories that start with a romance…they practically write themselves. Like when I was interviewing Ethan Bisagna for a s...

My mother was the product of prim and proper parents. Yes, my grandfather would spit out the occasional "Damn!" when he wanted to...

You see, I was watching this show called "Fringe" on the laptop after listening to Brian Greene talking about the existence of...

It's time for another episode of Shameful Kitchen Secrets, where I have to 'fess up to a transgression of the Ten Commandments fo...

The gift of a few ears of homegrown corn (above) from my sweet neighbor Susana sent me into a summer reverie. It must have been when I ...

Bare branches, dark grey skies and buckets of rain may mark this season in the Northwest, but they can't hold a candle to some of the d...

I wish there was someone else to blame, I really do. Three-year-olds get to point their fingers with impunity as do prominent politicians (...

Unlike his cheery, black-mustachioed video-game brother, Mario Batali is battling a very bad image as presented in Heat: An Amateur's Ad...