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With so many varieties of rice in the world to choose from, it would seem ridiculous for me to pick a favorite. And, yet, jasmine rice is it.
If you're experiencing a marginal state of mind right now when it comes to cooking, I'm reminding you of the roasted-chicken cure.
As another season of college football comes to an end, perhaps you've had your fill of bowl games.
Can you stand to read one more collection of party recipes before we move on to the next decade?
It was — potentially — the stuff of Christmas-dinner dreams: the glorious dining room of Yosemite National Park's elegant Ahwahnee Hotel.
Thanks to the generous gift of my friend Wayne, I've had quite a few Braeburn apples on my hands. My first phase of enjoyment involves a simple saute of the apples with a bit of butter.
I have a friend with a knack for growing things, which is good since he's a major hazelnut grower here in the Willamette Valley.
With folks coming and going during this festive month, why not take a few days to prepare?
Every family has its Thanksgiving food traditions. When I was growing up, our household was no different.
With Thanksgiving on the horizon, you're probably giving some thought to your menu.
After a week in San Francisco, my husband met my flight, and as we headed out to the freeway asked if I'd like to stop somewhere along the way for a bite to eat.
At a time of year when all things roasted sounds particularly inviting, we're at our most motivated level for turning out a delectable, juicy, golden-roasted chicken.
The colorful and dramatic winter squash could have their own show, with a cast of characters as varied and vivid as any Disney fantasy-styled production.
Finally, apple season has arrived, and if there's anything we know about Oregon, it's that apples thrive here.
As the days of early autumn become shorter and the Northwest nights cooler, those once-prolific plots of tomato vines, pickling cukes and pepper plants aren't what they used to be.
Until someone invents year-round summer in Oregon, the time to enjoy local sun-ripened tomatoes is now.
It occurred to me recently that Pacific albacore doesn't get the respect it deserves. Not in the "sushi-grade-yellow-fin-tuna" sort of way.
Noontime, somewhere along the Lostine River, about five miles into the Wallowas of northeast Oregon.
Like a child sprouting from infancy to gangly adolescence, the first phase of a tomato plant's life seems to zoom by at breakneck speed.
Dave Rawlings steps into the spotlight with his new album, "A Friend of a Friend." The...