Shucking and snacking.

FROM THE ARCHIVE: Every September in the city of Charlottetown, seafood lovers, local fishermen, international chefs and champion oyster shuckers converge on the waterfront to take part in a three-day extravaganza: the Prince Edward Island International Shellfish Festival.

Keep your fork—there’s pie.

Pie is the quintessential comfort food, imbued with memory and nostalgia. Almost everyone has a pie story to tell, whether it’s how Grandma’s house smelled as she set about her baking on a summer afternoon or the jokes that flew around the dinner table as dessert was dished out after a Thanksgiving feast.

A beloved staple.

As the air turns crisp, signs of the harvest appear everywhere. While those on the prairies may be accustomed to seeing golden fields ripe with wheat, many Canadians never think about the harvest of another staple grain: rice.

Jeppe Jarnit-Bjergsø and his Evil Twin.

The first time I met Jeppe Jarnit-Bjergsø, it was 2013 and he was holding a $2,000 bottle of beer.

Experiments in sound.

At a time when so much pop music reverberates like the mindless backing track to a pep rally, it should come as no surprise that Sook-Yin Lee wanted the debut from her experimental duo, Jooj, to sound nothing like the status quo. After all, she’s been going against the grain all her life.

Authenticity rules.

Geographically, Montana isn’t at the heart of United States cowboy country, but it is wholeheartedly Western. The state is all sky (as its Big Sky Country moniker reaffirms) and mountains; after all, its very name is derived from montaña (Spanish for “mountain”).

A fabled formula.

If you’ve ever owned a moisturizer emblazoned with an Aesop logo, chances are you spent a good deal of time marvelling at the store you found it in before picking up any products.

Mosaic maestro.

Most people know painter Amedeo Modigliani’s famous portraits of sad, eerily empty-eyed women with elongated faces. But have you ever seen them reinterpreted as mosaics?

A monastic marvel.

Monasteries aren’t what they used to be. Today, we think of them as quiet, modest, even austere places in which monks pursue their relationship with God without the noisy distractions of the world around them. It wasn’t always thus.