In a pair of office spaces in a nondescript strip mall in northeast Austin, a massive undertaking has been quietly underway for years. Here, Scooter Cheatham—tall, commanding, sporting a full ...
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By Amy Crowell I’ve spent many hours walking or boating along the rivers of Texas in search of tasty, wild foods. Even on a leisurely tubing trip, I keep my eyes peeled for that next ripe ...
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By Amy Crowell Acorns—they fall like wayward hail onto rooftops and clutter gutters. They attract a thousand chattering squirrels and sprout, slapdash, all over lawns. Though the spawn of ...
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By Amy CrowellPhotography by RJ Liscum The sign in the window of the bar just down the road from our Ohio farm read: “Free beer and cash prizes for the largest morel.” I wondered why on ...
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By Bridget WeissPhotography by Carole Topalian  When I was four, my older brother and sister won a free trip through the Sears toy department in the Hancock Center. They had 15 minutes to fill ...
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By Amy Crowell     As you read this, chances are I’m out in the woods looking for the wild foods so abundant this time of year. Many trees share their tastiest fruits and nuts in ...
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By Amy Crowell During the severe Texas drought of the 1950s, my grandpa quit farming and went to work for the rural electric cooperative. His parched corn stood crispy in the dust. The cracks in ...
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By Amy Crowell     Photography by Jenna Noel As a forager, I hunt and eat wild foods that grow in my immediate area. It’s as close to eating locally as you can get. I may put ...
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