After forty-something years the greatest Vineyard band you never heard of is releasing a debut album.
By Geoff Currier
As idyllic as Island farming may seem, making a go of it is, and always was, a mysterious combination of constant hard work and occasional good luck. At West Tisbury's iconic Nip'n'Tuck Farm, it's always been, well, nip and tuck.
By Tina Miller
Every summer, I try a different version of panzanella to highlight beefsteak tomatoes.
By Susie Middleton
Use those ripe, juicy beefsteaks every way you can.
By Susie Middleton
Listen. Hear that? No, not the roar of the ocean (or the honking at Five Corners). I’m talking about the soft, rhythmic patter so unmistakable it has a shoe named after it: the flip-flop. From the scattered pairs readily left behind at the sandy mouth of Lucy Vincent, to the street-slapping serenade heard all over Edgartown proper, flip-flops smack of summer sole Island-wide.
By Alexandra Bullen Couts
Alex Friedman was getting antsy. Tuna season had opened the day before and he hadn’t gone out because it looked like there would be foul weather offshore. But now, as we sat in Oak Bluffs harbor onboard his thirty-five-foot H&H Downcast F/V, Dazed & Confused, the VHF radio was blurting out conversations between captains and aerial fish spotters who had gone out and apparently they were getting some action.
By Geoff Currier
Three Parts Romance, two parts nostalgia with a dash of African American cultural history make A Martha’s Vineyard Love Story an enjoyable Island cocktail. This slim novel follows an unlikely pair whose enduring attraction might seem unbelievable to anyone who didn’t fall in love for the first time in August by the ocean.
Ten years after the decision she wrote changed America forever, Chief Justice Margaret H. Marshall reflects on democracy, marriage, and her intimate relationship with the Vineyard.
By Mary Breslauer
In 1953 I found a wooden Atom in the mouth of a dead shark on South Beach. It was the first plug that I owned, and a couple of weeks later I caught a striper on it. That began my decades-long love affair with striped bass plugs, which continues to this day.
By Kib Bramhall
Like many Vineyard regulars, writer Elizabeth Gates is wondering how we got here and where we're going.
By Elizabeth Gates
Captain: Fred Murphy Home Port: Vineyard Haven harbor The Name: Ishmael The Boat: Forty-eight-foot knockabout (i.e., no bowsprit) schooner
By Ivy Ashe
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