There was a stirfry contest between myself, an elderly neighbour, and my three year old Evil Genius. I was losing. Taken down even in my dre...

Pyrohy, I've decided, are a perfect Sunday dinner. The main reason for this is because Sunday morning many of us think to make bacon. Th...

Kale chips not potato chips. Let's just get that out of the way. But they are better. But sometimes they are worse, way worse. An old bo...

It might be the Ukrainian in me, but I am incapable of throwing away good food. And I feel inordinate guilt if I forget about leftovers or a...

It all started with a few turnips. After a number of attempts last summer to like the turnips we got in our CSA delivery I was looking for a...

We are about halfway through our first CSA experience.  What have we learned so far? 1. The entire family really enjoys going out to the pic...

It isn't too hot. There is no family crisis. And we aren't being pulled in ten million directions. Nope. It's just a week fille...

We've been heading down the the Southland Natural Area for our weekly CSA pick-ups for a few weeks now (but not this one because Jonatha...

That big ol' mess of greens is sitting on our pretty, suburban lawn.  Yay for grass.  Yeah, I know, so not environmental to have a minia...

Did I ever tell you about the time we were heckled at our wedding?  In the middle of our vows, when I promised to nurse Hubby's wounds, ...

Meet Jonathan Wright of Thompson Wright Small Farm.  This summer he and his partner, Andrea Thompson, and all the many folks they have helpi...