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Pear Upside-down Skillet Corn Cake

Recipe and Styling by Libbie Summers (from, Sweet and Vicious –baking with attitude, Rizzoli) Photography by Chia Chong Nestled up next to the pumpkin pie this holiday season will be […]

A Roasting Revolutionary

So there’s this guy in Athens, Georgia, making a living washing dishes and playing in a band. He could marry his long-term girlfriend and settle down, but that would be too conventional. And when you’re an early twenties dishwashing drummer with an unarticulated dream, you expect more from life.

A lot of stories begin like this and most end shortly thereafter with a bloated and lonely middle-aged man eating Slim Jims and playing World of Warcraft on his mom’s calico sofa. That is, unless you’re Philip Brown.

An Open Love Letter To Salt

I remember you best and most frequently appearing at the table. My mother handled you heartily and often; you filled her trusty shaker and she made quick work of sprinkling you on her food as if it were a parched garden in need of a hosed down, all-out soaking. This is to say nothing of your starring role in one of the main loves in my life: the ocean, the beach.