It's game time. My boy is scheduled to take the mound today. I deliver the pep talk and then hand him a shot of nourishment. A sports dr...

While I was going crazy for dandelions this past month, you might have noticed that I referenced a certain Dr. Peter Gail in several posts, ...

To celebrate the tentative opening of one more razor clam dig this spring, I busted out some frozen razor feet the other night and whipped ...

I'm always amused by the accusations aimed at sea lions by angry fishermen. Can we get something straight? The sorry state of our salmon...

We're loaded for bear here at FOTL. Just picked up an arsenal of lures, swivels, weights, and the incomparable Smelly Jelly . The last f...

When will this winter release us from its clutches? I'm ready to do a dance. To carry around a pouch stuffed with rattlesnake bones and ...

By now most of you interested in local food issues and the environment have probably read Michael Pollan's latest dispatch from the foo...

"Wow, these are just like restaurant fiddleheads," said Marty. Yeah, that's because they're the same thing. Or almost. As ...

Somehow I missed the official kick-off of Save Our Wild Salmon 's road show in Seattle on April 9. Maybe you missed it too. I get tons o...

Mushrooms equal comfort food—this despite recent musings about the impurities found in fungi—and never more so than when piled into an Amer...