A repost, oldie but goodie: An introduction to the wild and weird spirit of northern New Mexico, and my favorite-ever black bean soup recipe.
Why is Nebraska so cool? Especially the Panhandle. I try to find out, probing past a childhood fascination with the state. Maybe another dinner at Applebee’s will help me remember.
Overnight (but minimal kneading) classic French bread boules with crunchy crusts… and a collection of voices, recorded and live, that shock, calm, and entertain, with some fun audio samples.
Deliciously addictive gluten-free (or not) chocolate chocolate chip cookies with bourbon, pecans, and coconut, and a memoir about two journeys to one of the smallest and remotest communities in the lower United States: Cuprum, Idaho.
A recipe for some very, very good chicken parmesan (sometimes presented as chicken parmagiana) – plus, some dumb Americans, a sojourn to Trapani, Sicily, and what does the term “marinara” mean, anyway?
Simple, delicious potato leek soup, recalling the Greensburg, Kansas tornado of 2007, and a photographic look back at some of the people we’ve encountered on the road.
A very simple, traditional, and excellent Bolognese sauce… and we discover that a fine Portuguese hotel restaurant in the beach town of Espinho has begun experimenting with Italian cuisine. Bom? We’ll see.
Easy-to-make jaw-droppingly good French Onion Soup… but more important, we overhear Margaret and Henry at a diner and have our faith affirmed that many Mainers can do just about anything, if they set their minds to it.
My wife and I lived in Olympia, Washington for two years when she was assigned to work with the state’s public health department. There were other cities available to her – in California, New Mexico, and somewhere in the Midwest – but we chose Olympia, knowing in advance that it had the sort of rainy, dreary, soul-crushing climate that might wring the very last milligram of joy from your being.