I was admiring this piece of enamel cookware at a friend’s the other night. What struck me most was the way food cooked in it. Chicken, for instance, seared to a delectable golden brown without any effort at all, it seemed. The skins developed an exquisite crispness. I don’t know if I could have burned [...]


We are engaging the concerns of a hungry planet--slowly--right here in our kitchen garden in the District of Columbia, about a mile from the White House.

