Entering the Acme Bakeshop through an unassuming door in a Garden City warehouse lineup, every cliché I’d ever heard to describe that experience walloped me over the head. That smell—yeasty, warm, humid—it was like coming home, like walking into a womb. Bread is of us, somewhere deep and undeniable. It made me want to curl up on the concrete floor with a blanket and take a … Read More
Amused by lofty royals challenging themselves to find their way out, European palace gardeners created confusing mazes of stone or hedge. The royals loved the puzzle of it which naturally spread to the commoners. Mazes became prominent in public parks. Contemplative labyrinths on church grounds were believed to calm the soul during life’s transitions with the idea that once the center was found , the soul became more centered. The … Read More
The hop fields of Wilder are being turned upside down. Two men stand in the bed of a truck and hang long 20-foot plants upside down on overhead hooks. Swags of leaves and lighter-green flower clusters fly above me. A wrist flick sends another up a metal track to join the parade to the top of a green metal-clad building that rumbles with inner machinery. There, … Read More
Time after time I’ve driven through Bellevue and wondered about that eclectic log furniture store with the emblematic old farm truck. It was the roadside attraction I’d always meant to check out. Then, last summer, I noticed a new series of weathered signs that read: “Fresh eggs. Honey. Homemade bread.” I needed nothing more.
Once inside, I was struck by one of my favorite smells: freshly baked cinnamon rolls. But … Read More