The Sandpoint Eater: Pucker up
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist When Sandpoint’s Dillon family opened Panhandle Cone and Coffee, I recall their new storefront having a lot of quiet days. Like many food startups, I wasn’t sure they were...
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The Sandpoint Eater
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist It’s hard to believe 11 years have passed since I created the dessert/cookie table for my youngest daughter Casey’s wedding in Chicago. It was everything we had envisioned it...
The Sandpoint Eater: Pride and prawns
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist It was good seeing Bego again. She owns the Cook and Taste Cooking School in Barcelona. When we met last September, we made plans for my ladies’ group to...
The Sandpoint Eater: Tending the fires
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist There’s no escaping the smoke, a stark reminder that wildfires ravish us in every direction. Last Friday, as my flight approached Spokane, I could see the growing fire firsthand....
The Sandpoint Eater: A big batch of love
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist The summer population explosion is giving me angst. Leaving my home in Ponder Point requires a left-hand turn onto Highway 200. It’s nearly impossible to maneuver that move early...
The Sandpoint Eater: The art of food
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist I said July would be a big month, and it is! Did you know July is National Baked Bean, Hot Dog, Ice Cream, Pickle and Picnic Month? It’s true,...
The Sandpoint Eater: What a peach
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist July is a big month for me. While most are planning their Fourth of July festivities, I am deep in the planning stages of our annual family get-together in...
The Sandpoint Eater: Ode to oregano
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist While most of my perennials were quite inconsistent this spring, a fragrant patch of oregano thrives not far from my leafy red rhubarb plant. My youngest daughter, Casey, planted...
The Sandpoint Eater: Taking stalk
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist Once spring had finally sprung, I walked around the yard to see how my perennials fared through the crazy winter (and aborted attempts at spring). I belong to a...
The Sandpoint Eater: Gracias, universe
By Marcia Pilgeram Reader Columnist In 1977, I went to Bogota, Colombia, and fell in love — with the architecture, the people, the food and the vibrant culture, especially the cumbia (lively music and...
