The Sandpoint Eater: Apples and autumn
By Marcia PilgeramReader Columnist Last week, my dear friend Mary and I took a leisurely walk in my neck of the woods. In the warm afternoon sun, we stopped to admire gardens yielding the...
By Marcia PilgeramReader Columnist Last week, my dear friend Mary and I took a leisurely walk in my neck of the woods. In the warm afternoon sun, we stopped to admire gardens yielding the...
By Marcia PilgeramReader Columnist I’m loving these cooler evenings. Fall is near, and there is something about this season that makes us generous. And who needs a garden when you have friends who’ve been...
By Marcia PilgeramReader Columnist I’ve just returned from escorting a group aboard the m/s Paul Gauguin, a ship I’ve sailed on many times. The French Polynesian scenery is, of course, spectacular. The lagoons are...
By Marcia PilgeramReader Columnist Living in Sandpoint, we’ve become experts at appreciating what grows well here. Huckleberries and every kind of berry have their season. Then come cherries and apples, and we celebrate each...
By Marcia PilgeramReader Columnist Last week we were soaking up the late afternoon sun along the banks of the water flowing past our favorite table at the Pack River Store. We were there for...
By Marcia PilgeramReader Columnist I’m in Paris! This is the long-awaited graduation trip for my granddaughter, Miley, and we’re traveling with our dear friend, Doug. Miley’s my baking protégé, a worthy travel partner and...
By Marcia PilgeramReader Columnist There are moments when the world feels too loud to recognize. Lately, for me, politics has been one of those things. The elections left me carrying a heaviness like a...
By Marcia PilgeramReader Columnist In Ireland, cream runs as thick as an authentic Irish brogue. Real cream. Not the apologetic half-and-half that passes for luxury here at home, but proper heavy cream with substance,...
By Marcia PilgeramReader Columnist I just returned from a holiday to Ireland. I was traveling with a couple of favorite cousins and — like I once did — they assumed that potatoes are the...
By Marcia PilgeramReader Columnist Earlier this week, in great anticipation of juvenile house guests arriving for Easter, I made a pilgrimage to Costco. As I perused the cereal aisle, the sweetest little family rolled...