“I came back here determined to burn toxic food TV to the ground. Junkie that I am, it nearly seduced me all over again. But as we said back in the day… We cook, we fight, we win.” – Gavin Cruikshank
Starve Volume 2 hit shelves (both virtual and brick ‘n mortar) last month, collecting issues six to ten of Brian Wood’s critically acclaimed pre-apocalyptic, food-culture comic book. It’s been hailed by fans, critics and dust jackets as the second coming of edgy counterculture comics the likes of which haven’t been seen since Transmetropolitan… And in the comic book nerd circles that I sometimes frequent that’s damn fine praise. Read More
It’s been a hell of a summer.
Two weeks ago an army of talented local chefs, sous-chefs, servers, sommeliers and a mob of hungry guests converged on the pristine Fillberg Park for a night we’re all still recovering from in one way or another. *laughs* It was time again for the 
I’m a bad gardener. I know this about myself and have accepted it. But once a year, amidst mountains of bolted, fibrous rejects destined for the compost I get something really right; one vegetable or another fights through my tortuously under-watered and over-acidic wasteland of topsoil and emerges to prove that yes, I can successfully grow something. These precious few successes are what keep me coming back to break the soil every year.