Rhythms of Home

All has been quiet here for a few weeks! I’m just returning from a two and half week trip including a week with family in Bar Harbor, Maine; four nights in Quebec, Quebec; camping in Vermont’s Northeast Kingdom; Fourth of July in Southern Maryland; and a few remaining weekend days spent foraging, gardening, and laying…

A Table on a Farm

One of my clearest truths is my dedication to good, local food. I’m obsessed, and with so much to learn, grow, eat, and drink, I don’t see my obsession waning any time soon. This week I had the high privilege to prepare a meal of local farm products and serve the farmers themselves. I work…

Ramps in the city

It’s something of a contradiction to grow ramps in the city. They are delicate, wild forest plants, and I feel a little strange cultivating them in the shadowy part of a very small garden, surrounded by a sea of pavement. Even out of place, they still hold magic—ramps are a precious chimerical treat! They appear…

‘Putting Up’ Season

Putting food up each year feels like a puzzle of time—I build a pantry from produce, notes, and recipe ideas, always trying to prepare more accurately for the cycle of each season. Some years, I’ve made too many niche goods like plum salsa and tomato jam that while good, there can be too much of a…

These Treacherous Days of Early Spring

Last week, I was volunteering at a friend’s Baltimore City farm—something I have done for a few weeks now and hope to continue for a while. This particular morning, a group of high school students had joined us to do various glamorous farm tasks like weeding, moving sticks, and digging trenches. These were pretty thoughtful…

Finding Peace in Practice

I’ve always had trouble with practice. I love learning new things, starting new projects, and following creative rabbit holes wherever they may lead! I’m excited by life, making messes, and SO many hobbies. But when it comes time for practice – perfecting a recipe, improving upon technical details, crossing t’s and dotting i’s – I struggle. It’s…