While early dusk settled across downtown Portland, the sun still shone brilliantly orange a mere fifteen minutes away, casting long and dappled light onto Sauvie Island.
A few weekends ago, I sat at brunch, my husband to my right, two friends across from us, forks dipping into eggs Benedict and quiche, a kale salad nudged to the middle for easier sharing.
When Danny Gabriner first began baking bread, he gave away 1,000 loaves for free.
Americans consistently elevate Italian food culture onto a mantle of gastronomic fulfillment.
Talking about food is best on a full stomach, as the resulting discourse, often fraught and conflicted, flows best when not hindered by hunger-induced crankiness.
At a Wednesday CSA pick-up at Working Hands Farm in Hillsboro, Oregon, that “imperative to feed people” stood out clearly, just as it had when I observed the farm’s CSA pick-up last year.
Tunnels bypass previously impassable areas, free up congestion in cities, and hide unsightly traffic.
It wouldn’t surprise anyone who reads this site that my list of favorite foods is exceedingly large, ranging from cheese to bread, beer to wine, sauerkraut to pickles.
People are either going to drink transgenic orange juice or they’re going to drink apple juice.
"Farming” in America holds many meanings, and only a few have anything to do with food.
If you live a middle class life in a first world country, you have the option of absolving yourself from any connection to self-sufficiency.
On a warm Seattle Sunday, Bob Redmond paused in the middle of teaching a beginner beekeeping class to notice the silence.
As I was fillings bags of bulk ingredients on a recent trip to New Seasons, I overheard an earnest conversation that brought this question to mind.
It was simpler to clarify my eating preferences several years ago, when I was a complete vegetarian.
Any conversation about American food culture eventually comes around to a familiar set of topics: the decline of the "family dinner", the pervasiveness of fast food, and ways to make cooking more convenient.
This article is Part Two of my research on our country’s relationship to milk, specifically the culture surrounding milk, milk pricing, and milk consolidation.
I've always had a fraught relationship with milk.
The Farm Bill reauthorization is steadily moving forward, with Senators and committees recommending cuts and shifts.
Despite its innocuous name, the Farm Bill is a beast of legislation.
Anyone who has watched Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution, followed the recent "pink slime" food debacle, or rolled their eyes when pizza was deemed a vegetable, knows that school food has its fair share of problems.
The failure of federal efforts to feed the poor cannot be divorced from our nation's agricultural policy, the congressional committees that dictate that policy, and the Department of Ag that implements it.
Everyone uses twitter differently.
I didn’t read Michael Pollan’s In Defense of Food until last month.
These half grown turkeys are currently living the good life at Stone Barns.
That’s the question Barry Estabrook uses as a jumping off point for his new book, Tomatoland.
The CAFO Reader has been a long (clearly, I started over four months ago!) and challenging read.
What image comes into your head when you hear the phrase ‘technological takeover’?
I attended a panel discussion several weeks ago at NYU that corresponded perfectly with the section I just finished in The CAFO Reader--in fact, the timing of the panel felt almost like I had planned it.
I found Part 4 of The CAFO Reader to be dense and slightly repetitive.
My mother likes to mail me packets of newspaper clippings and articles she’s saved that she thinks will be of interest to me.
Each summer in elementary school, my brother and I would participate in the summer library program.
“Once plants and animals were raised together on the same farm.
Fittingly enough, Part 1 of The CAFO Reader starts from the true beginning of the development of industrial meat production.
Some people assign themselves enjoyable New Year’s resolutions along the lines of ‘See friends more’ or ‘Take time for me’.