The only acid I’ve been dropping is the kind you find in late-summer tomatoes and…
Print Issue: September/October 2012: Issue No. 25
For Prohibition-era New Yorkers, Cuba was a place to bask in the rum.
The emerging disorder among the sustainable set strikes at the height of the fall harvest season, when some locavores break out in a cold sweat at the sight of yet another kale salad, roast chicken or apple crisp.
While wholesalers might offer everything from fenugreek to whole turmeric, Junoon chef Vikas Khanna doesn’t settle for other people’s imports. He travels to India himself every month or two, bringing back as many spices as he can carry.
He says the garden is a place of serenity that transports him back to the plot where he grew greens, peppers and garlic with his family.
For Puerto Ricans, Cuchifritos offers a mouthful of memories.
Hop a bus or train for edible excursions that are both carefree and car-free.
Where some vacationers see surf and sand, this sustainable food expert finds local okra,
grassfed lamb and the rumblings of an agricultural transformation.
These wild berries are invasive, abundant and exquisite to eat.
The city’s new star seafood seller isn’t a middleman. She’s a middle woman.
At Hot Bread Kitchen, the bakers also rise.
While other great food cities might rely on their ethnic communities (like Miami’s Calle Ocho) or age-old culinary traditions (New Orleans’ creole cooking), Portland’s status as a food capital is homegrown—it stems directly from its wealth of fresh, local ingredients.
