As mentioned in the previous post , it always makes an occasion merrier if you travel with a multi-talented crew, and there was none...

There might as well be a wormhole connecting the two Portlands they have so much in common. The name, of course, means that each is a wor...

It was like getting an invitation to a party at someone's home, someone you don't hang with regularly and where you don't kno...

Ever wonder what a Corgi (you know, the dogs with a normal sized body and little short legs) looks like when they're pregnant? Really, ...

It's easy to feel a little smug and self-satisfied when you read that Portland has been voted second in the country for having the bes...

The national press has been all over our market scene, with the Portland Farmers' Market at PSU voted the second best market in the co...

It was a deer-in-the-headlights moment, though my life didn't flash before my eyes. That came later. Paul Gerald , author of, among o...

I love a good rant when it's well-informed and passionate. Contributor Jim Dixon of RealGoodFood goes off about labeling any floweri...

My friend Denise sent along a bulletin about an upcoming event that Good Stuff NW readers might find of interest. As some of you know, m...

"If I won the lottery…" has always been a precursor to what-if conversations involving fantasies we've had about buying tha...

Again, I am forced to confess a personal failing: I am addicted to Twitter , the 140-character microblogging service. I don't check it ...

It might sound pathetic at first, but nothing gets me dreaming like a strip of dirt. Especially if that dirt is newly plowed in anticipat...

Contributor Jim Dixon of Real Good Food loves him some greens, and filling his needs requires that his garden has substantial acreage (or ...

In a recent newsletter, self-declared Cheese Czarina Lisa Jacobs of Jacobs Creamery found her mind wandering. Let's listen in: Somet...

Old school. Clubby. The kind of place where the bartenders know that a proper martini is made with gin and perhaps a whisper of vermouth,...

Growing up, anything that was growing in the yard that wasn't identifiable as grass was declared a weed and was summarily yanked or s...

One thing I know for sure: Small, organic, family-owned farms are not the cause of the problems in our food system. But a sweeping overhaul ...

Who doesn't love an opportunity to stuff your face for a good cause? And don't shake your head at me…you know I'm talking to you...

My friend Rebecca Gerendasy of Cooking Up A Story invited me to head out to Hillsboro to visit Rainyway Farm and talk with Joan Baune, a ma...

I love dinner parties. Going to them, having them. But not those large affairs you see in the movies where the hostess devises a clever sea...

Contributor Jim Dixon of RealGoodFood has a booth at the Portland Farmers' Market on Saturdays in the South Park Blocks (look for the...

It used to be that Easterners (anyone living east of the Mississippi) would come out to Oregon expecting cowboys wearing big hats and spurs ...