New Hampshire Magazine - March 2010

Turning Inside Out

When you live in New England, every summer day is a precious, fleeting thing. In a part of the country that spends three quarters of its time besieged by snow, ice, cold spring rain, nor’easters, mud and any combination of…

Letters to the Editor

Go Undercover Upon reading the editor's note to the "Disappointed in Sutton" letter [March 2007 issue], I felt compelled to give your magazine staff some feedback of my own. Many people cannot afford the luxury of dining at the same…

Day to Remember

Memorial Day is a time for picnics, parades and remembering those who have served our country in the military. In this fifth year of war in Iraq, and longer in Afghanistan, our military deserves much more than passing recognition of…

Hand and Heart

Sibylle Tornow of Merrimack is a ceramic artist with a hand for drawing. As a student she studied fashion design and learned to render fashion sketches with ink. Now, as a “frustrated watercolorist,” Tornow uses a paintbrush dipped in glaze,…

The Seasoning of a Chef

What you liked about Lindbergh’s Crossing remains at 29 Ceres Street. The classic French technique, the subdued light and charming ambiance of exposed bricks and rafters. And, of course, the great salads and snails. But for chef and new owner…

The Beauty of the Lilies

First you see the old barn that’s painted pink. Then you see acres of daylilies in orange, red, purple, peach, cream, yellow, gold, apricot, white, lavender and tangerine. You’ve arrived at the Bethlehem Flower Farm, grower of some of the…

“Remember the Ladies”

I wonder what Abigail Adams would think. Where would our long-ago neighbor to the south stand in the current debate about whether to amend the Constitution to guarantee equality for women? My guess is she would be astonished that —…

Getting Over It

One morning in May, 2003, the people of New Hampshire awoke to the news that an ancient natural rock formation high on a mountain in Franconia Notch, which when viewed at a certain angle bore a craggy, amazingly stark outline…