When thinking about equipment for general fruit and vegetable cutting, I really just continually…read moreenjoy Victorinox's slicing knife indented, pineapple corer, a small swiss knife, and large swiss knife. I really wish they would not suggest the fading peelers with low quality metal. When I use the slicing knife and core, I know I am not throwing out some of my watermelon and pineapple.

The website is TERRIBLE! It does not work with Safari, so every time I want to look at a link, I…read moreneed to use another browser. I've tried Chrome and Brave and, at least 50% of the time, the site still won't open. And yes, I've tried using the mobile app - same problem. Needless to say, I will not be renewing my subscription.

I really don't like Boston all that much, or much of Massachusetts, for that matter. I lived all…read moreover the state for several years, and it took me all that time to realize I just didn't like it very much. So snooty. And Boston's so small. And school-oriented. And, the worst, Red Sox fans. Red Sox fans are horrible. So imagine my surprise when I realize my very very favorite magazine of all time is developed right in Brookline, Mass! Right smack in the center of all that snootery! Fine Cooking, Bon Appetite, Saveur, whatever. Throw them all AWAY. Ignore them forever. When you see them at the news stand in Grand Central, roll your eyes at them. Find yourself a Cook's Illustrated. If you like to cook and are always striving to be a better cook, this is the one magazine that is essential. Why? Because they tell you how and why recipes work. The science of it. And that's how you become a better cook. Makes me want to go to Brookline. KIND OF.

I was a long time fan of Cook's Illustrated with Christopher Kimball at the helm. I ventured…read morefearlessly into recipes that I had no knowledge of. But now I find their recipes in the print magazine frustrating and have not had much success making them. Just tried the pasta frittata from the Egg Issue out in August 2017. Pasta ferociously stuck to the pan. And how am I supposed to flip the frittata when the eggs haven't set on the top? I have put the whole thing in the oven to cook and heaven only knows how I'm going to scrap it out of the pan when it sets....

Edible Boston is the New England equivalent to Edible Wine Country (Marin/Sonoma/Napa) and Edible…read moreSan Francisco. Edible Boston, unsurprisingly, has a West Coast vibe for an East Coast publication. It's like running into a granola-munching Berkeley hippie in Braintree. Slightly bizarre, and you may think you are trippin'. Edible Boston does great profiles on local businesses, sustainable farming--I grabbed a copy at Tougas Family Farm in Northborough. How fitting, where you can pick Empire, Honeycrisp and Fuji apples, and enjoy apple cider doughnuts. Edible Boston gives a refreshingly different perspective on the urbanized East. Dig in!

Ditto..yes all reviewers!…read more Except that of course ..ahem .it's not really a magazine - it's a commercial leaflet for product and local service providers.....Ostensibly many an interesting editorial article indeed, until you look at the bylines and quickly realize that almost EVERY editorial submission is posted by: A: someone who owns an expensive restaurant B: someone who owns a food related business or service C: someone who uses the publication as a platform to buttress or support marketing for their own entreprise(s) So if the term "editorial" can be applied even loosely to the articles and general contents found therein - I must admit myself a new convert to the English language and have yet to be baptized to this new found ideal... Edible Boston appears to be fundamentally a published conduit for people to post articles and pictures exclusive to a few well placed people and/or those properly anointed who then are duly granted singular unfettered access to a correspondingly rarefied and well heeled audience that will and do in turn hire them...The publishers apparently, by the most opportune turn of happenstance, adore placing their product close to the cash registers of any Whole Foods; planted there in the most affluent of communities where customers might by chance then buy the goods magnanimously displayed therein and advertised in the back for their consideration. The pictures, although germane enough, are either unsharp, lackluster, uninspiring or a bit too cliched for most palettes. Take a careful look...and savor this with or without seasoning....There are no less than four professional photography schools in the Boston area with no doubt grads with personal enterprise, merit and real talent - but not to worry...Here in this magazine the same names almost apologetically appear again and again like a Groundhog's Day version of a Chicken noodle soup from the Greek deli that you remember -but this time without the chicken -the aftertaste permanently burnished into the menu of photo credits from month to month... Boston, the well known overpriced haven of exclusive tony schools for the spawn of privilege whose tuition price tags can typically exceed the price for a modest home - can and should expect better for that which passes as a magazine.... This magazine is simply an advertisement vehicle for a few people allowed access who submit mainly in order to promote themselves and their services.....not really a food magazine...Even if the emperor has no clothes one need not resort to joining a nudist colony...

Four stars for news and TWO FULL PAGES of comics. My apartment complex gets the Globe delivered…read moreevery day and I'll usually glance over the cover while I'm waiting for my colleagues to catch up. The last couple of days, I've been stuck in the apartment all day so when I popped out for coffee, I bought a paper at the 7-Eleven. Obviously, much of it is slanted towards Massachusetts happenings and it seems to go a leeeetle bit liberal towards the current occupant of the White House. Other than that, the news is good and you can't beat the coverage of the Boston sports teams.

i had the sunday paper delivered and had it charged to my credit card. never received the paper…read more i then complained to them and cancelled the paper but my credit card is still getting charged!!

I have an interesting relationship with Boink! Magazine…read more About two summers ago I was casually dating a boy who thought he was REALLY attractive. Now, to be honest, he was an attractive guy, nice abs, in good shape, but I think in his head he was like MALE MODEL HOT! He told me that he had submitted his photos to Boink! and that they had called him back about a photo shoot. At the time I thought it was a bit odd, but just laughed it off. Then came the night of the photo shoot! I was walking home from dinner with friends when he called. Boy I am dating: Babe, it went soooo well tonight! Me: Oh yeah? :: sarcasm in my voice:: Tell me about it! Boink! Model: Babe, I looked so hot, I looking like a f*cking greek god! A f*ucking GREEK GOD! Me: Oh yeah! :: thinking, OH NO! :: Boy I plan on dumping: Yeah, babe, it went so well I can't wait to see the pictures! Yeah Babe, not my style, it ended shorty after. When the magazine came out my roommates threatened to plaster my walls with it! I guess the cool/creepy thing about Boink! is you never know who you might find on the pages and then in the seat on the train next to you. I only skimmed some of the articles, and honestly some of the photo shots were just poorly done. BUT I give them 3 stars for trying to do something different, especially in a conservative town like Boston! We need people to push our buttons, just as long as they don't say babe too much ;)

Lame. Some of the worst writing I have ever read, in…read moreamateurish, poorly-researched articles, filled with conjecture, opinion, and assumption passed off as fact. Boink is essentially a huge bait and switch-- you THINK it will be intellectually stimulating, yet hot and dirty at the same time. The switch comes when you realize that while yes, sometimes they show dudes and unattractive ladies, it's still mainly antiseptic, unsexy, Playboy circa 1989, and the writing filled with fratboy-and-girl bullshit, with the occasional strident fake-sex-advocate writing about the liberating qualities of whatever sex act he or she just tried out and will hopefully shock their parents with at Thanksgiving dinner. It comes down to lack of science, lack of sexy, huge lack of perspective, and lack of literacy. We all (hopefully) go through a sexual awakening where we try new things, talk to our friends, and develop our identities. Fortunately, most of us don't publish a boring, stupid, frigid sex magazine to commemorate the experience.