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You can know plenty about the city you call home and still have giant gaps in your knowledge of the place.

Until today, May 16, 2017, I’d never been to Brooks’ Sandwich House. The truth? Until yesterday, I’d never even heard of it. This is despite having driven literally within a block of it, oh, let’s say maybe 50 times, at least.

But when I posted on Facebook that I was headed out at lunch in search of livermush, friends swarmed my page like honey-bees to hollyhocks. They were pretty much equally divided between two camps:

1. Liver…what?
2. Go to Brooks’ immediately.

Some of Elaine Rogers' recipes and newspaper clippings.
Amy Rogers

In honor of Mother’s Day, I thought it would be fun to take a little trip back in time. So I got out my mother’s old recipe box, eager to revisit the tastes of my childhood.

It’s no surprise that for overfed Americans, eating less meat is a good idea. But a new book goes further and shows how simply lessening our consumption of animal products can drastically improve our bodies, minds, and the planet we inhabit.

tea and toast
miss.libertine / Flickr/creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/

As the annual celebration of poetry comes to an end, we’re pleased to share two poems from Mimi Herman, the North Carolina 2017 Piedmont Laureate in Poetry.

High Tea

The second time we dine at the Savoy,

I wear the clothes that make my father think

I am his daughter, and perhaps the boy

He thought he’d raised will have Earl Grey to drink.

The lipstick and the stockings and the heels

Disorient my father over scones

And salmon sandwiches, and so he tells

Tim Wharton bristles at being called a "foodie," with its connotation of lush, sumptuous "food porn." He prefers "gastronaut," a label popularized by late British television chef Keith Floyd, for its evocation of intrepid culinary exploration.

decorated eggs
Carol Sawyer

Ham or lamb? Deviled eggs or dyed eggs? Cook at home or go to a restaurant? When it comes to celebrating Easter, the culinary questions are somewhat different than those for other occasions.

It’s a serious holiday but it wears a public face full of some pretty silly food. (Also pretty, silly food.) Just look at the cookbooks and magazines: They’re covered in rainbows of candy and bunnies and other cute things. If you didn’t know better, you might overlook the fact that Easter is the most important Christian holy day. 

I'm getting ready to explain who I am when Joan Nathan answers the phone.

“Amy?”

She already knows my name, which shouldn’t surprise me – since she seems to know just about everything.

A 24 'Carrot' Recipe: Meoli-Stanton Family Carrot-Cauliflower Soup

Mar 27, 2017
a pot of Meoli-Stanton family carrot-cauliflower soup
Jennifer Stanton

This is a “silver lining” recipe that came out of a terrible experience. I started experimenting with carrots 24 years ago when an oncology nurse explained that the chemo my husband was receiving was actually toxic doses of Vitamin A. She compared it to consuming at least a five-pound bag of carrots a day.

If you do this, your face will hurt, you’ll grind down your molars into mule chompers, your skin will turn orange, and you will hate carrots by Day 5.

Of course, he didn’t grasp at the time that toxic doses of Vitamin A were only one part of the deadly cocktail. He just hung on the nurse’s words in the hope he could naturally help himself.

A Surprising Season: Once More With Orzo

Mar 17, 2017
Orzo with wild rice
Caroline Hadilaksono / Flickr/creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/

Lately the weather has been see-sawing between winter and summer, then back to winter. Just as we’re ready to ease into longer days and lighter fare, here comes another arctic blast that makes us want to cup our hands around a bowl of something steaming.

It’s the perfect time for orzo, that short, little pasta that’s shaped like long grains of rice. It’s truly adaptable, pairing well with most anything from artichokes to zucchini.

To Share Or Not To Share

Mar 10, 2017
Chinese meal
David Woo / Flickr/creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/

There are two kinds of people in the world: those who happily share their food, and those who’d rather stab your outstretched hand with a carving fork.

Both are completely understandable. On one hand, sampling each other’s meals can be a fun way to taste things you’d might not otherwise try. On the other likely-to-be-impaled hand, why should you have to split your birthday slice of cheesecake six ways?

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