Nibbles
Pantry Treasure
Late on a March evening — Friday the 13th — I went shopping at a Louisville supermarket for some necessities to make it through...
Eat the season
Romantics wax poetic about slowly strolling through farmers’ markets for hours squeezing this tomato and smelling that loaf. In reality sometimes you need to...
File under ‘Mouthwatering’
There are no late fees when you borrow parsley, sage, rosemary or thyme from the Living Seed Library inside the Boulder Public Library.
The Living...
Why the cookie crumbles
It’s not just you. For once, it really is the altitude.
Food fries weirdly here, cookies spread out like pancakes, pies explode and some...
The Cure for retirement
Jim Smailer is a true restaurant legend. As the longest-serving chef in recent Boulder history, he cooked for an unheard-of four decades at the...
Second helpings
My first taste of Wayne’s smoked pork belly was a revelation, as was a bite of the Mediterranean Market’s spinach pie. Hidden among the...
Fields of dreams
If you are a longtime Boulder local, you already know what this Saturday means.
If you are a newcomer — someone who has moved...
How to become a mashed potato GOAT
For all its culinary hipness, Boulder is really ground zero of the Mashed Potato Belt. You don’t have to look far to uncover the...
Save the bounty!
I can tell you are drowning in fresh, local produce of summer — the lettuces, peaches, etc. — and taking it for granted. You are...
On the baked goods trail
Getting out of town in the past year, I’ve appreciated the bluebird skies, pristine vistas and hairpin turns because almost everywhere I went when...
Ramen vs. Ramen
The ramen I grew up with is not the ramen I love as a grownup.
It’s confusing, much like a tangled mess of wheat noodles....
Return to scenter
If you open up your snail mailbox and find that it smells like blue raspberry popsicles, do not be alarmed, and do not call...
