Those yellow weeds popping up in the backyard was my ticket to my own homemade hooch.
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Unbeknownst to me, I was walking on fresh food growing in the yard! This foraging class helped cure my “plant blindness,” seeing all the potential culinary treasures at my feet.
After surviving the York International explosion in 1998, Dean Smith overcame the tragedy by turning to the outdoors.
We’re in a pandemic, and some of my friends have fallen ill. I feel helpless. Normally, I’d be able to visit them at the hospital or in their home. But the contagion has prevented me from spending valuable time with the people I love. Growing up, I practiced a mindset
On Monday night, I head to Wanda Tyson’s house — my grandmother who I call Mama. Wanda Dietz, a life-long family-friend, is there to help, too. They both hackle me for my tardiness. “But Mama! It’s raining ice. I took my time.” “Ok,” she says. “Are you coming straight from
Here’s why I made some of the ugliest apple dumplings in York County history.
I like to watch how people treat “the help.” It’s a way to glimpse inside the person’s character. I come from a working class background. My mother, for example, cleans houses for a living. As a single mom without the ability to pay for childcare, she often brought me to
Tripe is a centuries old tradition to many York Countians. But, even after multiple tastings, I still find it inedible.
On Dec. 29, 2020, the Carlisle Livestock Auction closed its doors. Luckily, I was able to celebrate the end of an agricultural era by selling a dozen chickens.
To preserve their dominance, 19th century owners demanded that enslaved people wear inferior clothes as a clear sign of the social hierarchy. Once freed, Jane Keenheel repurposed the fabric into a quilt that showcased her skills, kept her family warm, and symbolized her independence.