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“In Italy, if you have bad food, it is not a good day,” said Carla Guglielmino.
Guglielmino is the Italian culture consultant and director of the Italian childrens’ school at the Middlebury College summer language schools, which wrapped up last week. To her, there are just a few rules of good Italian cooking.
“The oil must be a very good oil,” she explained, “and the tomatoes must be fresh. And you have to understand that pasta must be cooked al dente.”
Two years ago a Valentine’s Day blizzard swept through Middlebury, leaving behind a wall of snow.
For Hank Dimuzio, this was a problem.
His eight-foot high wire fences, designed to keep his herd of fallow deer inside, now rose a stunted four feet to Dimuzio’s shoulder as the snow created an icy stepladder to the other side. Dimuzio was astonished to find most of his herd huddled under their shelter near the top of his farm. But others were stranded on the outskirts of the far paddock where a grove of evergreens provided shelter.
MONKTON — When Monkton resident Nora Parren was casting around for a way to drum up scholarship money, the Vassar College student assumed she’d be left to writing essays until the end of time.
So when she stumbled across a contest sponsored by the Environmental Protection Agency challenging students to create videos promoting water quality, Parren was pleasantly surprised. A hobby animator, for some time she’d been making stop-motion videos in her dorm room.
A weekly blog about everything from farming food to cooking it
“The old Pennsylvania Dutch, they waste nothing,” said Don Rinker.
He and his wife Eileen grew up in northern Pennsylvania gardening, preserving and freezing all summer to prepare for the winters. They retired to New Haven in 2000, bringing with them the frugal traditions they had always practiced.
Don showed me the dryer that he and his wife Eileen use to preserve the wax beans they grow: It is a broad metal pan with a walled off corner for water.
One day out of the year, a fair came to Craftsbury, Vermont. Adelard and Mary Paquette lived on a modest farm about five miles from Craftsbury Common, where the fair was held. Their seven children looked forward to the fair, and though the Great Depression wringed wallets dry, Mary gave her third son Lucien a quarter to spend on sweets at the festival. Lucien returned later that day with 20 cents and a five-cent pack of chewing gum for his mother.