The Hive, located at 5 Amelia Drive, Nantucket, will be a state-of-the-art facility for food innovation with 2 production kitchens and 4 innovation kitchens.
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When Snow Falls on Nantucket
A heavy snow on Nantucket Island transforms us.
Special Delivery to Nantucket Hospital by Island Girl Scout Troup 64889
The Nantucket Girl Scouts Troop 64889 paid a visit to the Nantucket Cottage Hospital’s Labor & Deliver Department to drop off 16 baby blankets they created.
Nantucket’s 2024 One Book One Island Selection Announced
Each year the Nantucket Atheneum invites organizations, book clubs, individuals, and businesses to submit their team’s candidate for the annual community read. Participants were asked to consider books based on quality, accessibility, and relevance to our richly diverse island. Thanks to all who wrote in suggesting titles for One Book, […]
OBOI Organizers Are Seeking Suggestions for the 2024 Book Selection
During the first part of January, until January 23, the Nantucket Atheneum is soliciting book choices from our island community.
Festive December Events in the Nantucket Whaling Museum
The Nantucket Historical Association (NHA) is hosting their 30th annual Festival of Trees Monday- Saturday from 10 am to 4 pm during the month of December (closed on Christmas Day, December 25). This festive display is presented in the Whaling Museum. Admission is free for island residents, underscoring the NHA’s […]
TWN Brings Beloved Books to the Stage
Every November and December, Theatre Workshop of Nantucket brings warm feelings of joy and happiness to audiences during their annual holiday production. This month, the TWN curtain goes up on the first-ever adaptation for stage of Elin Hilderbrand Christmas novels. TWN’s Producing Artistic Director Justin Cerne put his prodigious talent to work in creating a 90-minute stage production based on Hilderbrand’s Winter Street series, published from 2014 to 2017.
The First Rule of “Fish Club”
The cross-examination was withering: question after question, each one seemingly a tripwire cleverly placed to snare my plodding steps. The law yer pressed me relentlessly, stepping up his attack by the slightest degree, sensing that I was a moment away from falling apart. And he was right—my confidence was waning, and I was f loundering. I couldn’t play his game any longer. I reverted to what I did best, what had gotten me this far, what has always been the key to my survival I counterpunched.
Everyone Knows
Around ten this evening, my boon companion rests his heavy head on my knee. He knows nothing of the Bruins or the British Baking Show; he only knows the call of the wild. If I don’t move for him and his needs, he puts one paw up on that leg. If I somehow have failed to hear his silent cry, both legs come up along with eighty pounds of golden retriever to fill my lap.
