8 | October 2016
Photo
by
Matthew
Wonderly
taken
at
the
Cape
Fear
Botanical
Gardens
Some meals are
unforgettable. I remember
back-porch Indiana summer
nights eating tomato basil
pasta with my family at a
picnic table. Frank Sinatra
played. The sun set. The
grass grew dark. We talked
and talked and talked.
When I was an au pair in
Spain, a lentil stew with
spicy andouille sausage
and market-fresh carrots
simmered on the stove
all day. The warm aroma
steamed into the air. It took
all my patience to not ladle
out a bowl. But by the time
we sat down to eat—at nine
o'clock at night—it was
worth the wait.
Often we begin meals with
toasts. Proposals for honor
and goodwill. To good
health. New beginnings.
Nods to the deep nostalgia of
the past. Food and wine root
us in the present so we can
both look ahead and glance
behind. They connect us to
our family, our friends and
to one another.
Within these pages, we
celebrate food in Fayetteville:
how we nourish our
neighbors, celebrate the
artistry behind local potters
and how we can do better to
grow more of it in our own
backyard. We reminisce
about old-fashioned table
manners and dream about
cooking schools abroad.
This issue is part celebration,
part nourishment and part
inspiration: the same three
things that make up the
most wholesome of meals.
Settle in, get cozy and don't
forget to place your napkin
in your lap.
This toast is for you.
Cheers,
editor's corner
