Steer wrestling, a practice credited to legendary cowboy and rodeo star Bill Pickett, usually involves leaping onto a steer from the back of a specially trained horse. At the Madison
Put ramekins on a baking sheet. Bake for 25-35 minutes, until puffed and golden. Remove from oven, and let stand for 5 minutes. With a flexible spatula, remove strata to
It’s like the mountain laurel blooms couldn’t take it any longer. Like they’d watched those tentative wildflowers push through the leaves, spackling the woods with pinpricks of color, and the
It’s like the mountain laurel blooms couldn’t take it any longer. Like they’d watched those tentative wildflowers push through the leaves, spackling the woods with pinpricks of color, and the
It’s like the mountain laurel blooms couldn’t take it any longer. Like they’d watched those tentative wildflowers push through the leaves, spackling the woods with pinpricks of color, and the
It’s like the mountain laurel blooms couldn’t take it any longer. Like they’d watched those tentative wildflowers push through the leaves, spackling the woods with pinpricks of color, and the mountain laurel all got together along the ridge, the creek, the meadow, and decided at once: Let’s show ’em how it’s done.
So their blooms spread like wildfire, flames of pink and white lighting up the woods in a showy, mad rush of serious color: Kalmia latifolia. As happy along a stream as in a sunny glade, it will tolerate rocky soil. It can handle ridge-scouring winds. It’s an accommodating shrub.
It might look like rhododendron, but mountain laurel blooms first and relishes the sun, unlike its deep-woods-loving flowering cousin.
Mountain laurel is a kissing cousin to rhododendron, but it’s easy to tell them apart. Rhododendron leaves are robust and rounded, while the leaves of mountain laurel are smaller, more slender, with a slight point to the tip. Rhododendron blooms in clusters of flowers, while the blossoms of mountain laurel are more cup-shaped. The stamens of mountain laurel flowers are bent like a bow, the tips tucked into tiny pockets in the flower petals. When a pollinator trips springlike triggers, the stamens snap free, flinging pollen toward the interloper. Like they couldn’t wait another moment.
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This tiny city block in downtown Greensboro once had a gigantic reputation. Not so much for its charbroiled beef patties — though they, too, were plentiful — but for its colorful characters and their wild shenanigans.
In the 1950s, as Americans hit freshly paved roads in shiny new cars during the postwar boom, a new kind of restaurant took shape: the drive-in. From those first thin patties to the elaborate gourmet hamburgers of today, North Carolina has spent the past 80 years making burger history.