Nasty phone calls come with the job. I expect them. I enjoy some of them, especially when the caller is a skilled, informed debater.
Reader response to last week’s column about my Polish grandmother’s beet soup underscores the maxim that old recipes for ethnic foods are unique to families.
For the first time in years, my wife and I have grown a crop of beets large enough to feed a small country.
I found a stash of old pictures the other day. Black and white, some cracked or faded, they were of a 1950s summer outing at my Uncle Stanley’s farm in (at that time) rural Southington, Conn.
Fargo city planners and policymakers use two terms to describe two ways to look at a city’s growth. One is “leap-frog,” the other is “in-fill.”
Baby boomers of a certain age (mine) will flock to 50th high school class reunions next year.
Here are three suggestions for your summer reading. Two of the three might seem surprising choices, but bear with me. Sometimes a serving of heavier fare can be a satisfying literary treat.
I bought a couple of pounds of apples the other day and discovered they were Braeburns from New Zealand. New Zealand! Crisp and sweet, the imports were really good.
Expounding on our evolving relationship with mobile phones, Forum writer extraordinaire Sam Benshoof said in his Friday column (Variety section, C1):
“Unfortunately, with everyone owning a smartphone these days …”
Elsewhere on this page, read Steve Stark’s compelling first-person account of his flirtation with death – a flirtation Steve did not initiate or encourage.
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