Yes, Sir, that’s my Garlic Last Wednesday I planted fifty pounds of garlic. I had put it off for weeks, daunted by the task of preparing the soil. Finally, after much discussion and many appearances on my “to-do” list, I…

I haven’t said anything about this yet here, but Meagan and I got to take a little trip to the city a couple weeks ago.  We attended a Restaurant Association dinner where we picked up the NS Local Food Hero…

My beautiful chickens laid two tiny eggs this morning.  It was better than Christmas morning!

In the fall of 1998 I started watching a television show filmed in Prince Edward Island.  It was called the Inn Chef, and it featured a tall, handsome man who was giddy with enthusiasm for the elaborate food he was…

It is with sadness that I announce the passing of Cock-A-Doodle-Do, a fine and handsome rooster who met his end defending his flock.  He had just learned how to crow.  We will miss you, Cock-A-Doodle.

Beans are not exciting to my children. In fact, my deepest, darkest confession to you is that, despite my boundless veggie enthusiasm, and my best efforts, my kids really don’t like many vegetables. I’m not going to go to great…