Eating is an agricultural act.
On Wendell Berry, his essay The Pleasures of Eating, and what it really means to put a meal on the table.
On Wendell Berry, his essay The Pleasures of Eating, and what it really means to put a meal on the table.
A short note on why the timing of the press changes the taste of an entire harvest.
What I learned in seventy-two hours of watching cheese being born — slowly, and on someone else's clock.
Advice I wish someone had given me when I was thirty. Mostly: be more curious, and less certain.
Why I judge a hotel by the jam, the butter, and the question of where the eggs come from.
A debt I have never properly repaid. What he taught me about taking food seriously without taking oneself seriously.
Or rather, on the false versions of it we now eat. Ancel Keys would not recognise our supermarkets.
A short defence of an old, frequently mocked, frequently misunderstood method of farming.