December 2010
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silver horn’s target record book
1890s Oklahoma
via the Smithsonian
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If ever the sun rises on Barbecue its flavor vanishes like Cinderella’s...
– William Lindsay White
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cloudberries..
We have yet to try them. Other monikers for them include bakeapple, peatberry, and knotberry. They seem to be a northerly edible. Returning to this lovely poem in a 2007 issue of the New Yorker always stokes a certain type of wanderlust.
Cloudberries
You give me cloudberry jam from Lapland,
Bog amber, snow-line tidbits, scrumptious
Cloudberries sweetened slowly by the cold,
And costly enough...
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Persimmon Pudding
I’ve never been able to stop thinking about persimmons. Since first trying one at a young age they’ve been a fixation, one that only picks up steam come November, when persimmon season really hits. A few weeks ago I had what I can only describe as a massive milestone of an experience, when I got to pick a huge box of persimmons from a friend’s tree in Palo Alto.The event was...
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I am who I am, and that is that.