News of Maine's Coast and Islands
Imagine clutching an apron full of potatoes or apples with one hand while clinging to a ladder rung with the other.
Community cookbooks like this one open a window into community life.
Henry James famously wrote “Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.”
I imagine large pots of baked pork and beans swaddled in towels or old worn quilts to keep them warm...
Repeating activities gives us opportunities to observe how variables can affect the outcome.
There was plenty of friendly and frank talk about the business of being an old-fashioned kind of organization…
My grandmother’s spatula can slide between a frying pan and a pancake without driving into it like a snowplow.
I’d rather eat an egg or three than a burger any day.
Old island apple trees, along with their counterparts on the mainland, have outdone themselves this year.