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This recipe was originally published with the article, Hearty Shanks.

By Susie Middleton

03.12.16

The Tisbury Manor, Tom the turkey, and Herbert Tucker.

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Shanks, soup bones, and shoulder chops are less expensive than steaks and loins, but they lend themselves beautifully to the long, slow-cooked braises and stews that comfort us in winter.

By Susie Middleton

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When winter comes and nature calls,We go off-Island to the malls,Obeying some primeval urgeTo browse department stores and splurge.

By D.A.W.

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“It’s strange, trying to talk about raising one’s children..."

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Vacation tide has long rolled out. Tourists have evaporated into thin air and been replaced with thin ice. Welcome to the trenches.

By Charlie Nadler

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Seaweed could be the Island’s next big thing in aquaculture, depending on the results of an experiment growing the plant in Vineyard waters.

By Sara Brown

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Encyclopedia Vineyardia: T

The Tisbury Manor, Tom the turkey, and Herbert Tucker.

A la Recherche du Vineyard Perdu

Kelp is On the Way

Seaweed could be the Island’s next big thing in aquaculture, depending on the results of an experiment growing the plant in Vineyard waters.

The Look, 1947

When a West Tisbury Grange meeting fell on St. Patrick’s Day, the only logical move was to celebrate.

Cider Sippin’ Time

Cider, the old-fashioned hard kind with a fizz and a kick, is growing in popularity.

From the Editor

This issue marks the end of our thirtieth year in publication.

Braised Shanks, Ribs, or Shoulder Chops, Hunters’ Style

This recipe was originally published with the article, Hearty Shanks.

Hearty Shanks

Shanks, soup bones, and shoulder chops are less expensive than steaks and loins, but they lend themselves beautifully to the long, slow-cooked braises and stews that comfort us in winter.

Winter is Coming

Our photographer Elizabeth Cecil turns her lens on a memorable season.

Is the Future On a Half Shell?

Early in the morning on Katama Bay, a rosy sunrise lights the sky above Chappaquiddick as cormorants and seagulls loiter on docks and anchored boats bob on lapping waves. The Island is still mostly quiet, but at the town landing parking lot, truck after truck pulls in and gear is unloaded, waders pulled on, boats pulled in from their anchorage. Farmers rise early, after all, and despite appearances, the bay is home to one of the Island’s most thriving agricultural industries.

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