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Pure in Heart
Only the pure in heart can make a good soup. —Ludwig van Beethoven You could argue that the best way to enjoy a tomato—or a carrot, or an...
To Whom It May Concern
An excerpt from the email sent to our July 18 guest list: We’re looking forward to returning to Cure Organic Farm this Saturday! Our menu...
On Chaos Theory and Why We Dance Behind the Bus
Every April, I sit down with four blank pieces of paper. I draw a five-by-seven grid, and number the cells. Then, in the square that...
Poultry Mourning
We have two baby chicks on our kitchen counter. Their day-old fluff almost entirely disguises their frail, reptilian bodies. They peep...
Setting the Stage
There is something very endearing about a grown man tiptoeing along, arms outstretched for balance. This is what Bob Munson is doing when...
Stinging Nettles: A Beginning
We each planted the seeds in the still-dark months of late winter. Almost a powder, so fine—it seemed improbable that anything would...