

I've eaten my share of tentacled things, and normally I'm OK with the larger-than-bite-size calamari, or the round slice of calamari in Spain that's the size of an onion ring. I'm even OK with octopus, when it's around the size of calamari. But these pulpo, photographed by my friend Jim from his trip to Sicily, might be too much for me. His description: "These were scary and tasty." Scary is right.
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Summer drinks should be like summer evenings: long, light and cool. Guest writer A.D. introduces some less common ones to enliven our senses during these wonderful long hot days.
Food traditions bind my family; I'm reminded of that every year when I drive to north-central Massachusetts to pick strawberries with my grandparents.
My mother swears by frozen fish. I was unconvinced, and decided to put her statements to the test: could flash-frozen fish taste as good as fresh local fish from the Greenmarket or even fresh fish from a local supermarket?
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