Growing Tomatoes Starts with Swallowing Pride

I’m surrounded by people who grow their own vegetables. While I’d rather my children didn’t think their vegetables grew in the grocery store, I can’t even grow a simple sunflower without it wilting a slow and sad death. I love the idea of growing my own food, just as I like the idea of writing a novel, both of which need to be a priority in a life which has other priorities. (more…)

Saison Market’s Green Eggs and Feet

If you haven’t been to Saison Market on Mays Road for a taste of France, consider yourself lucky. Once you do, no bread or pastry will taste the same. But this isn’t about Saison’s incredibly-sweet-yet-impossibly-light cinnamon buns, or their tortiere that in one bite could make an anglophone bilingual. This is about green eggs and hens feet. (more…)