Whaddya know? Olive oil contains a compound called oleocanthal, which mirrors the anti-inflammatory benefits of ibuprofen and potentially protects against some cancers and Alzheimer’s disease.
I think my brain might burst. Is that possible? I am 100-percent stuffed with thoughts and information since last week’s excursion to MIT. I wasn’t . . . → Ramble More: Whaddya Know? Science for Foodies
Happy New Year, everyone. I wish peace, health and happiness for all in a brand spanking new 2011. I don’t know about you, but 2010 was one heck of a mixed bag for us. Highs and lows that peaked and plummeted all year long. I’ve written a wrap-up for The . . . → Ramble More: New Year Peace in a Pot of Peas
We did a blind taste test to discern the flavors and aromas of civet coffee (or its best approximation), with surprising results. Turns out, there might be some substance behind the hype. Read the story in The Faster Times. Then consider getting yourself a coffee tree and a friendly civet.
. . . → Ramble More: Can a Civet Really Poop Out a Great Cup of Coffee?
Journalists hiking near Missoula, Montana
The wide sky stretches across the Earth—from parched canyons and amber hills to the craggy tips of the mountains that make the West. This West. Our West. A land that swaddles me in its hugeness.
That is what I saw and felt for the 2 . . . → Ramble More: A Meeting of Great Minds in Missoula
One set of new chopsticks
Jerry left me in Boulder with a tiny kitchen and dishes for one. He shopped at a local culinary fun house (which I’ve yet to explore) and found a pretty set of new chopsticks, Japanese style, with bright red tops and little yellow squiggle designs. . . . → Ramble More: One in the Kitchen
Just for the record, I do not feel as though I’ve had a summer. Is early August too late to start? For many reasons, big and small, this feels like the shortest, most harried summer on record. Now, suddenly, it’s August. And soon I will embark on this next important phase of . . . → Ramble More: Changing Scapes
We pulled into the driveway for the first time in five months, and we found a yard dressed in full regalia—budding pomegranates, blooming sage, plump cacti with new paddles spreading in every direction. And most notably: dozens of fuzzy little peaches on a tree we had planted three summers ago. These are . . . → Ramble More: New Directions
A few weeks ago, Jerry and I had the remarkable opportunity to witness an animist ceremony honoring the forest gods in a northern Lao village. Read the story in The Faster Times, and take a photographic scroll through that afternoon here. The villagers sacrificed a pig, offered bits of it . . . → Ramble More: PIG STORIES: The Spiritual Pork
Boating through Kampot
Happy Earth Day. In honor of the occasion, I’m taking you back to Cambodia, to a place I won’t see this trip, though I’ve thought of it often. It’s a place where salt and pepper meet on the edge of land and sea:
It’s just about this . . . → Ramble More: Pepper of the Earth, Salt of the Sea
Breakfast, Day 5
Last month, we spent nine days in the field with Jim Harris’s team in rural Phongsali province. We camped at the local dispensary and showered with cold river water, which was piped uphill to the village. The team hired two young women to cook, clean and launder. . . . → Ramble More: A Rural Lao Food Diary