If there was ever a truly American food tradition, my vote goes to barbecue. This unique culinary tradition is quite a hot button issue in the "barbecue belt," which extends from the Carolinas through Tennessee and Georgia then into Missouri/Kansas and Texas.
Look...I'm totally willing to admit that this has nothing to do with crafting...or men...or DIY stuff. But, it's one of the more fascinating things that's captured my attention in a long while, and I think you'll enjoy it too.
The question is: If dinosaurs ruled the earth for 130 million years, they had to reproduce. And since they have some of the least babymaking features, how, exactly, did they do it?
Tristan Stoch, a filmmaker from Portland, OR, created this look at Geoff Franklin, a PDX-based craftsman who makes leather and wood goods and accessories at Walnut Studiolo.
It's two minutes very well-spent. Watch it below:
With summer in its twilight, and stores making space for the new fall styles, this season is actually a great time to snag a new pair of sunglasses. There are all kinds of 25-40% off sales happening now, and you'll still have months to wear them. (I'm sure I wear mine as much in winter as summer. The light bouncing off snow is bright, and the skin-damaging UV rays of the winter sun are just as strong."
Each Wednesday, I post some of my favorite can't-miss links, images, and otherwise mindblowing goodies from across the web.
A look at how much caffeine is actually in a storebought cup. Apparently, "the milligrams of caffeine per ounce vary from chain to chain as
There's no doubt about the cheer. Beside your fire you live in a private, glowing little world. All around you, fire shapes dance across rocks and bushes and tree trunks...Most of the time, you just sit and gaze at the caverns that form and crumble and then form again and gaze into the caverns that form and crumble and then form again between the incandescent logs. You build fantastic worlds among those pulsating walls and arches and colonnades. You sit, in other words, and dream. The East African has an almost limitless capacity for this masterly and delightful form of inactivity, and when his friends see him squatting there, lost, they understand and say in Swahili, poetically, Anahota moto - "He is dreaming the fire."
- Colin Fletcher, "The Complete Walker IV" (Knopf, NY: p. 288)