Category Archives: Kitchen Goddess

All the foods I grow and love…

Aliens R Us

Yes­ter­day, I returned to work and, find­ing myself seated with my cowork­ers wait­ing for a meet­ing to begin, I asked what I con­sid­ered to be an innocu­ous ques­tion: What were your favorite Labor Day foods? I was pre­pared with my answer: “sweet and sweaty” wings and cheese­burg­ers made with lov­ing atten­tion by my Baby … with

What’s in season? Pears

This week, I’ve been think­ing about pears. Mmmm. Pears… Pears? I can almost see your fur­rowed brows. Why pears? you may be won­der­ing and well you might. Apples are, after all, the glory of Albe­marle County. We have our own heir­loom variety—the tiny, tart Albe­marle Pippin—not to men­tion apple fes­ti­vals and fall press­ings and, my per­sonal favorite,

a food chain that’s not cruel”

For the last month of Sat­ur­days I’ve been “work­ing” the Char­lottesville City Mar­ket. Mmmmm, City Mar­ket… Now, those of us who love Char­lottesville have long known about the Char­lottesville City Mar­ket. And what we know  surer than cel­ery with our Buf­falo wings is that the CCM is no longer the city’s best-kept secret. In high

Kitchen Propagation, or, The Diary of a Mad Horticulturist

In the nearly six months that I’ve been dat­ing “farm boy”–also known as “Marc”–my friends have come to real­ize that the whole “farm boy” appel­la­tion has been, basi­cally, one of my lit­tle jokes. (Actu­ally, a tall joke–the boy’s at least six-four.) Marc is, more prop­erly speak­ing, a hor­ti­cul­tur­ist (I get cor­rected when I say “hor­ti­cul­turalist.”