cuisine
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Intertidal Magic
I am not a native Pacific Northwesterner. My husband and children have that birthright; for me, I fell in love in my twenties with this misty region where snow-capped volcanoes and rocky mountains mingle with temperate rainforests and orcas frequent the inland sea. It is home to giant tides, where the vertical height of the water can change by sixteen feet within a single day- it can creep over shorelines to shape beaches at one point, and twelve hours later it will draw back to the point that entire bays and sandbars appear, the waterline now more than a thousand feet from shore. It is here, within the mysterious intertidal zone, that my favorite mysteries of the Northwest lay waiting to be discovered. It is also home to one of my favorite delicacies, intertidal clams.
By Penny Fuller4 years ago in Feast
The Skewered Pork Barbecue
Summer tastes like an abominably spiced-up, sizzling-hot pork barbecue to me. Interestingly, I do not remember how many times I have said that, but it is more than a few times. To be fair, summer also smells like a lot of other things to me; freshly-cut grass, salt water, suntan lotion, scorching sun on white sand, sun-bleached sheets on a cool bed, and scalloped potatoes—and I can barely believe the sheer coincidence between the first option in this essay prompt and my actual, real-life olfactory relationship to summertime. Oh, and how can I forget Shalimar; the favorite—and quite frankly, exclusive—fragrance of Mrs. Denali.
By Sarah Elisha4 years ago in Feast
Just Right
My favourite summer food is chocolate. This is because my favourite food is chocolate. In the winter time, chocolate is warm hued riches, a gratifyingly fatty sparkle of the exotic, a hug tinged with eroticism even as it holds you safe like a loving parent. In the summer, chocolate is….the same. But also, a little sickly and prone to melting. Like me, chocolate was not made for hot climates, and I, alas, was not made for chocolate, every dose plunging me into hours of lying still in darkened rooms, my head splintering in ultra slow motion. This is not an optimal way to enjoy the bounty of summer, and so let me turn my attention to other foods, if not rivals, then other runners, worthy of note.
By Hannah Moore4 years ago in Feast
Destination Picnics
Every time I eat a sub sandwich, I know something is missing. It can be a top-rated ensemble, but if it is not eaten in the right context, it will not compare. Sure, it tastes great, yet there is a piece of me that knows it is not right. Somewhere along the way, there was a wrong turn. Let me explain by taking you back to my childhood days.
By Megan Somero4 years ago in Feast
Food for the Soul. Top Story - June 2022.
There is no single food that entirely encapsulates summer. Such constriction in this season of freedom is unnatural. Summertime is for Mom and Pop’s places; for make-shift melon stands; for pomegranate-stained fingers and popsicle-painted faces. It’s for that blackberry cobbler recipe your great aunt tucked in the back of her bible, all the while, claiming dessert this good has got to be a sin. It’s the closest we get to the good ole days and the furthest we get from the troubles of now.
By Hailey Narvaez4 years ago in Feast
Summer Treats Are Back
Summertime is here and so are everyone’s favorite summertime foods. There are so many choices, fresh fruits, clam bakes, grilled specialties, mountain pies, fresh tomatoes, corn on the cob, s’mores, but I gravitate to carnival fare. Just walking through the local carnival and fairs you see them, you smell them, kettle corn, snow cones, candy apples, fried dough, food on a stick, and…funnel cakes. To me, there is nothing better.
By Michele Jones4 years ago in Feast
Not Your Typical Mexican Food
On our walking tour of Oaxaca, we met a fantastic collection of people and we all met up for dinner that evening. Tommy, a brilliantly funny scouser ordered a famous Oaxacan dish, mole with turkey. It arrived at the table and he exclaimed:
By Sh*t Happens - Lost Girl Travel4 years ago in Feast
Possibilities Are Still Out There
I can’t help but reminisce about childhood whenever I think of summer. As adults we obviously still have summer, except ours are filled with a considerably higher amount of work versus play. Gone are the days when you could just go to the beach all summer long and build sandcastles under the Sun without a care in the world. Adulthood is full of responsibilities whereas childhood is full of possibilities. And for a kid in summer, nothing screams possibilities like an approaching ice cream truck.
By JP Solomon4 years ago in Feast
Taste of Summer
Summer. Fire rages, fueled by a seemingly endless supply of gas. Within metal housing, the flames heat everything surrounding it. Soon the air is two hundred, three hundred, four hundred degrees. Unable to escape, the molecules speed up, faster and faster they accelerate. After a time, the roof is removed—it doesn’t collapse like in a normal fire, but rather swings away, still visible from below. The metal floor is unbearable—all life on it has extinguished as the fires burn.
By Alexander Olson4 years ago in Feast
