Cristina Cosentino is helping a hospital group to start organic farms and gardens to supply patient meals. But first, they start with window boxes.
Syosset’s pioneer of symbiotic beekeeping supplies. • Photographs by Doug Young
We sped from the farm in a Fiat back to his cool, tile home, a mosaic of crucifixes, voices and aromas. Antonio’s wife, Rosa, awaited our arrival, hard at work in the kitchen preparing the homegrown vegetables gathered earlier that day.
Surprisingly, they don’t look very edible. Their abundance during low tide seems too good to be true. How could a salt water plant so lavishly available and worth $15 per pound just be sitting on our shores without being ransacked?
I know my tomato snobbery game is so on point. But by now it’s no secret that good ingredients will yield good eats. So take advantage of the shiny ruby treats at your famers market while you can. You’ll thank me when your ‘maters are as saucy as a salsa dancer.
What’s a Long Islander to do during a monsoon other than huddle under porches and weep at the loss of one more pristine sunny day? I’ll tell you what: get your baskets and paper bags ready. There are oyster mushrooms to be grilled.
Long Island mourns the loss of local apiarist, Craig Byer, who tragically died in a motorcycle accident last night.
There’s a horrifying feeling only a few people ever encounter: the moment you realize the buzzing is coming from inside your bee suit. There…
Whether it’s help assessing your soil, planting seedlings, trimming hedges, weeding by hand or harvesting beans, Ladie Sadie’s Organic Gardening can help.
Months of ridicule for my refusal to eat even greenhouse grown summer vegetables, all boil down to this moment. I drop to my knees and the fluffy, dark brown earth welcomes their impact.
For foragers like our friend Kyle Fiasconaro, spring hasn’t arrived until the ramps are rampant. Ramps, or wild leeks, are a native onion that grows abundantly on the island’s forest floors.
It seems Italians will always find an excuse for a feast, even during the 40 days of Lent when meat consumption is prohibited and favorites like prosciutto are off limits. And they’ve found one in St. Joseph’s Day, March 19.