Newspapers. I love them. Even as they diminish in size and plentitude. Even as they migrate into the ether also known as The Internet.
Some newspapers do this concept better than others. Some newspapers have resisted the Siren's call to the web-o-sphere for so long that their content and layout online is as easy to navigate as a rainforest at dusk. One day, some days back, I was on the the Tube, sort of minding my own business. I was also looking at someone's pretty newspaper. The Guardian.
A quick glance on the Guardian's website reveals as beautiful a layout as the one on woven fibers. Not only is it a breeze to navigate, it can have the power to suck you into it's well written vortex and beautifully designed hyperlink-loveliness.
When I told of my traveling to London mid September, a woman from publishing contacted me to make recommendations. (We will call her R. for sake of anonymity.) R. told me about two people who wrote columns for the Guardian, Dan Lepard, a consummate baker, and Yotam Ottolenghi, of his eponymous gourmet shops' name.
Thank you R!
In a time long long ago I would need to live in London to read these two chef's words. Now. Now I can access them anytime I am near a plastic encased motherboard.
If you think I know a lot about flour, sit down, brew a cup of tea, and read the questions and answers on Dan Lepard's amazing blog post, When Baking isn't A Piece of Cake. Want to see what else he has on offer? Check it.
This is what the Internet can offer. People who are mastering their respective crafts, in part by sharing what they know so far, and learning more along the way by taking enquiries. Taking the time to research their answers, and the snake swallows it's tail.
It amazes me every time.