local food

House of Lards

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I crave slowness and appreciate the things that can’t be rushed. Rarely do those gifts come along, even on a homestead that espouses simple…

Pantry Raid

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Last week was nuts, thanks to a few issues with my parents’ health and a stony mineral concretion’s attack on Brad’s kidney. The end…

The Spirit of Rum

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When you buy a bottle of Richland Rum – and you should – there are several things you should know: It was bottled by…

Faraway, So Close!

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The best thing about traveling for the holidays? Well, it’s seeing family and friends you’ve neglected for too long, of course. But I mean…

Internal Storage

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Summer’s bounty of berries, tomatoes, and beans is wonderful, but it’s just not enough to fill the piehole come winter. That’s when you need…

Noodle this

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I was recently in Morgantown, West Virginia, for a few days, and as I wandered down the street looking for grub one night, I…

Over the Rainbow

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Summer passed in such a blur that I’ve only now realized I never posted about preserving this year’s tomatoes. The first marathon canning session…

Label maker

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What good’s a kicky wine without a kicky label, right? So after we bottled up our batch of peapod wine, I wanted to put something…

Peapod wine

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“You’re trying to make what?” the nice man asks again. “Peapod wine,” I says. “Peapod wine. Never heard of it,” says the nice man, who…