• So with coffee, so many factors work together, and since I’m not going to get you to use bottled distilled water (though I hope you’re using filtered water), let’s focus on two things – roast and brewing method. For less bitterness, try lighter roasts and coffee that was roasted recently. This might mean you don’t get grocery store coffee. I, myse…[Read more]

  • Hey Audrey,

    Sorry, I didn’t see your comment until now. I know I answered some of your questions during the zoom call a few weeks ago, but I thought I’d answer them here for anyone that didn’t make it to that and with a little more length.

    Short answer, yes, same for whetstones. A cheap one with do the same things as an expensive one. They look…[Read more]

  • Anastasia,

    Sorry, I didn’t see this comment earlier. I know you got to ask some of these questions in the zoom meeting, but I thought I’d answer them here for anyone that wasn’t able to make it.

    First, on sharpening knives – do it. Do it as often as you can manage, especially before and after large cooking projects – like Sunday night family…[Read more]

  • Hey Dave,

    Sorry, I didn’t see this earlier. I know you asked this again during the zoom meeting, but I thought I’d answer it here for anyone that missed it there. Honestly, I don’t like sharpening my knives. I find it tedious work, and often skip using my steel. AND when I do sharpen my knives how much better my cooking experience is instead of…[Read more]

  • John Cal changed their profile picture 5 months, 1 week ago

  • [Editor’s note: What follows is a transcription of John Cal’s delightful introduction to Saturday night’s dinner from Hutchmoot 2019, originally given nine weeks ago.]

    Well, I’d like to visit the moonOn a […]

  • [Editor’s note: What follows is a transcription of John Cal’s delightful introduction to Friday night’s dinner from Hutchmoot 2019, originally given eight weeks ago today.]

    Please sing with me.

    Come […]

  • [Editor’s note: What follows is a transcription of John Cal’s delightful introduction to Thursday night’s dinner from Hutchmoot 2019, originally given five weeks ago today.]

    I watched them as they filed into […]

  • Jim Bourdeau has the same cake for his birthday every year—Lemon with Cream Cheese Frosting. The first year I made it I was seventeen, spending my first summer away from home as the baker at Big Lake Youth Camp in […]

  • Nashville’s Hymnmoot last Friday was blessed by the presence of John Cal, both in a delicious rhubarb pie and in one of his signature, Hutchmoot-style anecdotes that made his pie all the tastier. Below is the text […]

    • Oh my Jeez. I think someday the successor to Robert Capon’s The Supper of the Lamb is going to be written by John Cal. His superpower of drawing heart-lessons and theology out of food just keeps growing stronger.

  • For weeks now, my laziness has gotten the better of me and I’ve been filling my body with what would be considered less wholesome choices—Cheetos, Dr. Pepper, and more McFlurries than I’d care to admit. I heat […]

    • Upon opening this page and seeing that casserole I immediately became hungry:). I am amazed at how you tie spiritual truth into the preparation of a meal. It is wonderful. Now I need to go start dinner…

    • John Cal, I’m glad that I am in good company. I think I have mastered the fine art of spicing up the Digiorno’s Stuffed Crust Supreme pizza. When I recently had a bonfire with friends, there were an alarmingly high number of frozen pizza boxes to burn. Glad to know that I’m not alone and that the struggle is real for more than just me…

    • BTW, can you post the recipe in the comments?

    • “..but when I sit in this grief of eating too many slices of pizza…”
      This line fell on my retinas not thirty minutes after I’d eaten too many slices of pizza, while I was sitting here trying not to remember that this and other things had recently happened. Thank you for sharing.

    • And tuna noodle casserole goes on tomorrow’s menu…

    • Doug, I think we might have found a new Liturgy. A Liturgy after the Eating of Too Much Pizza

    • Jon – thank you for this recipe. I so appreciate how you write your recipes….like I’m standing there in the kitchen with you. The way you write is so comforting and honest; it feels so much more precise than a standard recipe in that you share the peculiarities of the ingredients, and the options available to me as a cook rather than prescribing a singular method (which seems to inevitably leave so much room for interpretation if one hasn’t cooked that particular recipe before). Anyways…I would totally buy an entire cookbook if you were to write one like this.

  • [Editor’s note: This year at Hutchmoot, John Cal not only fed us with delicious food; he nourished us with beautiful stories, providing context for each meal and what it meant to him. What follows is the last of h […]

  • [Editor’s note: This year at Hutchmoot, John Cal not only fed us with delicious food; he nourished us with beautiful stories, providing context for each meal and what it meant to him. What follows is the second o […]

  • [Editor’s note: This year at Hutchmoot, John Cal not only fed us with delicious food; he nourished us with beautiful stories, providing context for each meal and what it meant to him. What follows is the first of […]

  • John Cal wrote a new post, Should I Stay? 3 years ago

    To be truthful, I haven’t learned anything new. It’s been six months on the road so far, and when I take stock of what I’ve become, how I’ve changed, I find myself quite the same.
    That’s probably not what you […]

    • “I haven’t learned anything new,” this piece begins. But over the next thousand or so words, you that you have learned a great deal. Maybe the real education that travelling gives us, is the lesson that the elusive unnameable doesn’t reside in a place that can be found on a map, waiting for us to get there. That any destination that was easily idolized before we got there, has its own problems which we find there when we go, along with our problems we brought with us. Some of us, perhaps, need to learn by experience that “it” isn’t out there over the rainbow, so we can begin finding it at home, in lives where we were planted.

  • It was all Lanier Ivester’s fault. She was the one who had gotten me into this mess. She was the one to blame. Well, okay, fine, to be entirely truthful, my predicament could also be pinned on Sally Clarkson. T […]

    • I was not able to attend Hutchmoot, so I missed these in person (and the meals that went with them)  but I really appreciate you writing them up for the rest of us. It is very encouraging.

    • Man. John Cal. i missed all your mealtime devotions at Hutchmoot and i had no idea. You and your team worked, as far as i can tell, round the clock to make those meals, and now i’m discovering that even more was going into them than i realized. Thank you so much for feeding us.

    • Favorite. Thank you, John.

  • Let us pause in life’s pleasures and count its many tears, 
    While we all sup sorrow with the poor;
    There’s a song that will linger forever in our ears;
    Oh, hard times come again no more.

    ’Tis the song, […]

  • [Editor’s note: The following is adapted from the introduction of Thursday’s dinner at Hutchmoot 2017.]

    Before we eat dinner tonight, I must admit something to you. Truth will always taste better, and so I must […]

    • Thank you, John Cal. Your words were as nourishing as your food this weekend — I’d been hoping to find them online to be able to digest them further.

    • As someone who did not attend Hutchmoot 2017, I was given the pleasure of hearing this message secondhand through my son and daughter who were present.  You have now allowed me a firsthand seat at the table.  Thank you for including us all!

    • John, this is so lovely. I was saddened to miss Hutchmoot this year, especially the meals. Thank you for the reminder that there is room for all of us at the table, and the cozier we are, the better we are.

    • i’m so grateful that you’re part of us. Your ramen was my favorite meal last year, and i’m so sorry that the experience of making it for us was bittersweet for you, and sorry that it never occurred to me that it might have been. i recently read a painful essay in a monograph about racism that talked about two ways of eating Native American frybread—as consuming the history of the person serving us, or as communion. You loved us last year. You loved us this year. May we also love you, and love you better. Thank you for sharing your history and your heart with us.

    • Oh, I’m so glad these words are here since I missed hearing Thursday night’s in person! Thank you for sharing your heart and gifts with us in your words and food. You made dinners at Hutchmoot meals for the soul as much as for the body. Thank you.