God & Gouda
At a Virginia monastery, the labors of cheese-making at times replace hours in prayer and psalm. The sky is dark and the stars mountainside-bright when the first sisters walk through the disinfectant solution at the…
A Doorway to History
As the men on the great clipper ships sailed past Lamberts Point and up the Elizabeth they saw it, elegant and grand, the Greek Revival home of William Lamb, his home a declaration to the…
Mike Jabbur
Mike Jabbur’s hands slide over the column of clay, compressing here, pulling there, his fingers scissoring to stretch open the top, the clay contorting in its spinning dance. He pulls a disc of plastic from…
Keepers Of History
In 1749, when most Colonists were scrabbling for the most basic food and shelter, two of Yorktown’s finest sat with elegance and understatement to have their portraits made. William Nelson was a wealthy merchant; his…
Sowing The Seeds
Tom Gallivan is shin-deep in the salty water of the Little Machipongo Inlet, so close to the Atlantic that the tides flood and recede with the pull of the moon, flushing fresh algae and phytoplankton…
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Chow
Down at the north end of Colley, there’s a British guy who’s “not your grandmom” –though he and his colleagues sure cook like they are (and love the reaction). Damian Gordon grins and moves his hands in happiness, showing how he rubbed a lamb roast…
The Dark Spirits of Virginia
There is a smell and a taste to the air in a distillery, of smoke, farmer’s grain and something akin to molasses, plus the yeasty sourness of beer and the nuttiness of toasted barley, and the richness of whiskey breathing in and out of oak.…
The Mystery Of Glass
Julia Rogers’ shirt is sweat-stuck to her back. Her long brown hair is tied in a ponytail and her eyes are hidden behind dark glasses that protect them from smoke and sparks and the retina- burning brightness of the torch she’s aiming at a head…