Monthly Archives: May 2009

The Pastry Chef Strikes Again

Rhubarb freshly harvested from our garden. If Dan is the baker of the relationship, I’m the pastry chef. Now, that’s not saying much, as my pastry experience depends heavily on a short list of staple favorites, like Deborah Madison’s yeasted sugar cake (Dan’s birthday staple), fruity muffins, and sweet, rich quickbreads. But there’s something about [...]

The Magical Optimism of the Garden

Water-dappled mesclun and arugula in a self-watering windowbox It’s a drizzly, gray day here in the Berkshires — unfortunately, a familiar weather pattern for spring — and I’m feeling a little subdued and quiet. I thought it might be nice, then, to show you some photos of something else subdued and quiet — our little [...]

Shaping and Scoring: Baking Bread in Vermont

At the end of last summer, I spent a couple months working in the bakery at the Williamstown Hippie Co-Op, somewhat confusingly named Wild Oats (no, not that Wild Oats). A baker’s hours are pretty different from a book designer’s hours, so three days a week I was able to do a bit of both: [...]

A Weekend in Norwich, VT

Happy Monday, folks. I hope your weekends were as restful as mine. Halfway through last Friday afternoon, Dan and I loaded up the car, leashed up Bix, and headed over the green Berkshire hills to have a weekend adventure in Norwich, Vermont. As he mentioned in the previous post, Dan had signed up for a [...]

Pizza with Ramp Pesto, and More

Ramps usually taste so mild in final dishes that the essential rampiness of them is completely obscured — that is, I assume there’s a rampiness I’m just not tasting, otherwise what’s the big deal? Here’s the big deal: Don’t cook ramps too much.