Nibbles
Tourists in aisle three
Boulder is clearly a magnet for tourists. Some come for the weather, the activities and the yoga pants. Others are clearly drawn by Boulder’s...
Listening to Clark
The word “moxie” means “force of character, determination or nerve,” according to the Oxford English Dictionary. The breads produced at Moxie Bakery are also...
Kernels of knowledge
As the first fresh Boulder County-grown corn comes to markets, stands and stores, the cooking advice is pretty simple: Don’t mess with what selective...
Off-road nibbling
During summer’s peak travel season I get variations on the same question from friends and sometimes strangers that go something like this: “We’re driving...
Push your vegetable envelope with scallions, kohlrabi, fava beans and chard
This time of year I love sweet ripe tomatoes, freshly dressed lettuce and buttered roasted corn as much as any person can, but there...
The Old Man and the Pizza
It’s hard to miss Antonio Laudisio at the Boulder County Farmers’ Market where generations of customers have lined up for his smoky pizzas and Polenta...
Where the wild blues are
The Blueberry Man always showed up at the back door of my childhood home on hot summer Saturday mornings. I never knew the name...
Summer food reads 2016
You have to love a cookbook that puts warning labels on some of its recipes:
“Warning! Recipes marked with this symbol are INEDIBLE and shouldn’t...
When life gives you way too much watermelon
People look at you kind of funny when you’re standing in the produce department with a watermelon on each arm. I was weighing the...
From palette to palate
When Mike Johnston was growing up in Chicago there were herbs and spices in his mother’s kitchen. “My Mom was a good home cook....
A hint at Boulder’s true food history
Buttermilk Candy. Orange-Pineapple Congealed Salad. Potato Chip Cookies.
Unpretentious recipes for everyday and special occasion dishes like these fill the pages of one of my favorite Boulder...
Goldilocks and the just-right glass of iced ‘cold’ not ‘old’ coffee
Once upon a time last week hot coffee was my lifeblood, my winter raison d’etre. All it takes is one morning where it’s 70...
