On our recent bike ride to Harbor Island, our last stop was at the Port of Seattle's Terminal 18 Park. It's a narrow strip of waterfront access, perfect for watching …
I can't think of a more old-fashioned jelly than crab apple. It's got a certain foraged allure, never mind that people used to plant crab apples to harvest them. These …
My bike riding pal Larry dropped me a note last week to see if I'd spend the morning with him showing how to make jelly. "I haven't killed anyone yet!", …
Last year, I completely missed cherry season. This year, I thought it might never arrive. It's always a special occasion at our home when a jar of homemade pickles is opened. …
Making pickles isn't that difficult, but they elicit a bit of wonder when I bring out a jar for what usually seems an impromptu post-adventure meal with our pals. I …
It was going to be me or the raccoons, but certainly not the both of us, making use of the Italian plums in the front of my house. Despite our …