So far, it has been a fantastic season for foraging. For me, it really took off with all the blackberries, and then the wild cherries were next, followed by all the mushrooms, and now the figs are coming in. And it struck me the other day that most of the people that live around me have no idea that these foods are literally in the backyard. I just foraged over two pounds of chanterelles in the last three days, about 200 yards from my house. Same with all the berries and cherries. The figs are also nearby. The point is, with a lot of this food growing wild, if I didn't pick it, it would just rot on the ground. So I'm encouraging people in my community to get out and try to find some local wild edibles, cuz there's perfectly clean and delicious foods all around us. Go find some. What have you foraged that's delicious and edible?

🍳🔥 KITCHEN TAKEOVER with Chef Andrew & Neil Smith 🔥🥩 We’re taking over the kitchen. Join Chef Andrew and Neil Smith for a fun, unscripted session where great food, farming, ingredients, and a few questionable kitchen decisions all come together. Expect cooking, stories from the farm, proper food talk, a bit of banter, and plenty of conversation around where our food comes from and why it matters. No polished TV chef nonsense. Just real ingredients, real cooking, and two blokes having a good time in the kitchen. 🥩 Farm to fork 🔥 Cooking tips and tricks 🌱 Food, farming and regenerative agriculture 😂 Stories, banter and whatever happens once the pans get hot Come hungry. Bring questions. 👨‍🍳 Kitchen Takeover with Chef Andrew & Neil Smith Aug 20th @ 10amEST 🔗 Join us on Zoom: https://us06web.zoom.us/j/88072688697?pwd=5HW9rba2HxrRmIa0bYUZL7habzeMa7.1 See you in the kitchen. 🔥

No matter where you go, the word is instantly familiar. ☕ Arabic: qahwa ☕ Turkish: kahve ☕ Italian: caffè ☕ French: café ☕ Dutch: koffie ☕ English: coffee ☕ Japanese: kōhī ☕ Vietnamese: cà phê Each pronunciation is like a linguistic passport stamp, marking the journey of a drink that crossed continents, cultures, and empires. The story begins in the Ethiopian Highlands, where legend tells of a goat herder named Kaldi who noticed his goats becoming unusually energetic after eating bright red berries. Whether or not the tale is true, the first documented coffee drinkers were Sufi mystics in 15th-century Yemen, who brewed it to stay awake during long nights of prayer. The Arabic word qahwa originally meant “wine.” Coffee was dark, stimulating, and offered many of the same social rituals, making it a fitting name for a drink that became a lawful alternative where alcohol was forbidden. As coffee spread through the Ottoman Empire, qahwa became kahve. Istanbul’s coffee houses flourished in the 16th century, becoming centres of conversation, commerce, and culture. From there, Venetian merchants carried both the drink and its name into Europe. Italians transformed it into caffè. The French made it café. Dutch traders adopted koffie, and English eventually reshaped it into coffee. The Dutch then carried coffee to Java and beyond. Through trade, Japan adopted kōhī. French influence introduced it to Vietnam as cà phê. One word. One drink. A journey through Ethiopia, Arabia, the Ottoman Empire, Europe, and the colonial world. Languages rarely preserve history this clearly. Yet every time we order a coffee, we’re speaking a word that has survived centuries of trade, exploration, and cultural exchange. Sometimes the words we use every day tell the greatest stories.