My father, may he rest in peace, was a champion Yankee gardener, as proud of his vegetable garden as he was of the flowerbeds that surrounded his bayside home. He did almost…
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It’s the time of year when I sit at my desk with a bowl of variegated cherry tomatoes at my side. As I ponder the text in front of me, my hand…
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Tomato Time! Late summer cries out for luscious ripe tomatoes, warm from the garden sun, fresh from the farmer’s market, at every meal, every eating opportunity, throughout the day. I keep a bowl…
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I went looking for a recipe for okra, which I only make once or twice a summer when this odd, pod-shaped vegetable is in season. (I mean, in season in Maine; although…
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L’orto del professore, the professor’s garden, is riotous, an unruly tumult of beans and squashes, tomatoes and peppers, cabbages, kale, lettuce, cucumbers, and wild things too. When I visited il professore a…
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I’ll be the first to admit it, US News & World Report is not exactly a recognized diet and health authority, but their journalists and reporters are demon researchers and they usually know what…
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I just spoke on the phone for 22 minutes, in my gravelly early-morning voice (with a cold coming on yet), with an Italian radio interviewer about Italian/Mediterranean food and its influence on…