Last week, Glynwood convened the Hudson Valley’s half-dozen leading charcuterie producers for an immersive week-long workshop.
Like soup from a stone, each of those neighborhood flavors goes into the pot and the result is greater than the sum of its parts.
Stand by the fireplace and eat a rich, hearty dish that’s all about improvisation.
This simple slaw of grated raw apple, beets and carrots is a bright delight on the darkest days of the year.
Last year, the traditionally vegetarian Natural Gourmet Institute began offering optional meat classes, but CEO Anthony Fassio wants students to understand issues well past the cutting board.
First the first time, we’ve combined our annual drinks issue to bring you stories from both Manhattan and Brooklyn.
Brace yourselves. Good Cider is coming.
Every kitchen should come equipped with this book; little wonder why Michael Pollan and Alice Waters wrote the forewords.
The 1976 Farm Winery Act was designed to entice grape growing for wine in the Empire State. Today the impacts of these laws can practically be seen from space.
Chef Telepan grew up eating his own mom’s latkes. But here’s the thing: He’s Catholic.
No cranberries across the pond, but a bird, plenty of butter and pie spiked with Scotch instead of Bourbon.
Flying Pigs Farm’s frozen dough is entirely innocent of both trans-fats and machine handling, looking as lovely as if I’d raised the piglets and ground the wheat myself.