by Frank Waugh on May 23rd, 2020
There’s a very old Hebrew folktale about a man who went to the forest to seek his dinner one afternoon. It had been a particularly difficult harvest season and his crops had failed to produce the rich abundance to which he had become accustomed. The change in the harvest had created a change in almost every aspect of the man’s life, making the days long and the night’s worrisome. With his cupboa...
The Secret Wisdom of Catfish Cows
by Frank Waugh on May 13th, 2020
I live on a farm in Catawba County, North Carolina in a tiny community called Catfish. Yes, that’s really the name of my community. No snickering. And true to the name, this is country. God’s country, if you ask me. One of the best places I’ve ever lived – and I’ve been around. Unless you have the afternoon free, you don’t want to ask me where I’ve lived. But now I live in the Catfish community of...
Cheez-its, Grace and Innovation
by Frank Waugh on May 2nd, 2020
I’ll be the first to tell anyone that I’m not a natural-born cook. I’ll never starve, mind you. But I’m not the guy to turn to if you’re trying to decide whether fennel or anise is the right spice for your recipe. I have no idea what kind of dish requires herbs with fancy names like that. And frankly, I’m not that interested in learning about it. But I do like to eat. A given. And sometimes, eati...