I figured you were getting curious about the new neighbors and their garden, if we're still getting along and have they given us any bok...

I don't know what it is about getting published in the newspaper that I find so darn much fun. Is it memories of my parents cutting out ...

I don't know about you, but Memorial Day has always been a puzzling holiday for me. I know it's primarily supposed to commemorate th...

Call me a mouthpiece, call me a flak, call me a not-so-innocent bystander. I just happen to love Luan and Tim of Foster & Dobbs . Well, ...

There is a restaurant I'd never heard of, a really upscale place with gorgeous wood paneling and soaring ceilings with a fantastic deck ...

We always have a list of restaurants we'd like to try, places we haven't made it to even though they've been around forever, and...

We're all hit by sticker shock when we go to the gas station to fuel up these days, and many of us are thinking twice about dashing to t...

If your Fido or Spot needs something to look forward to this summer besides the occasional walk around the block while you talk on your Blue...

There's something about the color green that just shouts spring to me. It happens when I see the first tentative tendrils of my white bl...

You know when you get all excited about a project and then at some point it sometimes spirals out of control? Well, we almost had Mercury le...

I know that phrase usually refers to something in the sweet rather than the savory category, but when I'm not feeling like cooking dinne...

"If cheese-making was rock'n'roll, these guys would be REM." - Tim Wilson, Foster & Dobbs Not only are the young Turk...

It's been awhile in coming, but due to popular request we're going to finish up the story of the Birthday Bash. In Part 1 , I'd ...

This morning I opened up the FoodDay section of the Oregonian and found that they featured my write-up of the Hollywood Farmers' Market ...

Do you remember high school? And how the really popular kids all seemed to be so much more beautiful and wonderful than everyone else? And h...

Some people look for the first robin, some people wait for the opening of their neighborhood farmers' market, others look for the mailma...

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

Two days, two lunches, weather so fabulous you can dine outside in shirtsleeves in early May...does it get better than this? The crowd roars...

You run across some incredible stuff on the web. While perusing one of Portlander Deb on the Web's recent posts about something amazing...

When the big guys start to notice you, then you know you're on the right track. Our very good friends Bruce and Mary at Bread and Ink Ca...

What is it about spring that makes Oregonians so happy? A few hours of sunshine and we're like hippies after eating a few magic brownies...

Dinners always have an edge of ambivalence for me. While it's fun to try a new recipe or pull an old favorite out for the troops, someti...

Ya gotta love a guy who gets all motivated by the activity next door and decides to build a raised bed for our tomatoes this year. The loca...

Portland may have a reputation as a sleepy backwater populated by Birkenstock and flannel-wearing treehuggers, but there are those who want ...

A friend and I decided to celebrate her birthday with a trip to the farmers' market and then breakfast at the restaurant of her choice. ...