I frequently complain about the lack of local produce in my old home state of South Carolina, about how a place that once produced some of the finest vegetables in the world and shipped them off to the northeast markets, can’t seem to come up with a tomato grown locally or a cucumber or onion these days because Agribusiness has put the small local producers out of business by selling every kind of formerly local food cheaper than local farmers can produce it.
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My dear one brings me all sorts of books to read. Lately she has been supplying me with books about organic farming and out of the way things like ‘fat. A Misunderstood Ingredient’, and ‘Mrs. Whaley’s Kitchen’. A couple of weeks ago she brought home Keith Stewart’s, ‘It’s a Long Way to a Tomato’ and Tim Stark’s ‘Heirloom, Notes From an Accidental Tomato Farmer’. I love both of these books and plan to...
When my child determined that he would attend Evergreen State College in Olympia, Washington we were somewhat distressed by the distance involved, but felt that he had chosen the place and we would do our best to support it. He insisted that, “really, Dad – it’s only a six hour plane ride…”. We decided to make the best of it and having old friends and business associates in Seattle settled on my accompanying him to school with his mother visiting in a few wee
After getting him ther...
After getting him ther...
I recently had occasion to travel with the dog. There were two dogs the last time I wrote about dogs and feeding. One died of a fast moving tumor. This was awful, but he went fast with the assistance of the vet. The loss left us with the original family dog, a small brindle border terrier with bad breath and a goofy, independent personality.
I needed to go to Edisto Island, a trip of many hours, and the dog, Glenner, was a good companion in many respects. While her conve...
I needed to go to Edisto Island, a trip of many hours, and the dog, Glenner, was a good companion in many respects. While her conve...
When Julia Child was a newbie on the television she encouraged the lavish use of butter and other fats. This earned her some high praise and some scorn. Fats were out of fashion and considered dangerous. My own father suffered from coronary artery disease and had been placed on a low fat, low cholesterol diet. Being a physician, he more or less went along with this prescription and when we ate beef it was almost always flank steak. Margarine was substituted for butter an...
The stalls at the farmer’s market are getting bigger each week because they have more and more stuff to sell. Being as how we are in the high season of the farmer’s markets here in the lower Hutson Valley when the produce starts to overwhelm the farmers, the vendors and the consumers the time seemed right for a completely local dinner.
Thirty minutes at the Hastings market provided us with the following; two young chickens fresh from a chicken yard, Several pounds o...
Thirty minutes at the Hastings market provided us with the following; two young chickens fresh from a chicken yard, Several pounds o...
If you have an interest in how the food you eat is grown and processed, especially pork, you will find this link of interest.
I recieved a Googlealert for Evergreen State College, the school my son is going to attend this fall, and it led to this site. It should be of parrticular interest to the porkers.
I recieved a Googlealert for Evergreen State College, the school my son is going to attend this fall, and it led to this site. It should be of parrticular interest to the porkers.
This is a wonderful little book and will prove very useful to anyone who loves oysters. Beware, however, that the recipes can be more than a little vague by the overwritten cook book standards of today. Experience in quantities and amounts will get you through most of the recipes. Some would seem to be divine while others give me pause. "Al Fresco" is an example of the latter.
"String the oysters on a small wire, bent like a hairpin, putting first an oyster then a v...
"String the oysters on a small wire, bent like a hairpin, putting first an oyster then a v...
Maybe fifteen years ago, we were invited to a lake in New Hampshire. That’s where I think it was, anyway. It’s been a long time and I have unfortunately and regrettably lost all contact with the people who invited us. It was somewhere close to the Canadian border and as far north as I have ever been while remaining in the U.S. It was very hot in the day and quite chilly at night. Being from the south, this was a new phenomenon to me.
It was old family sort of place i...
It was old family sort of place i...
Let’s put the road through here because, whynot?! Let’s have an Edisto salad tonight, because – whynot?! We’re on Edisto, home of fresh, local tomatoes, cucumbers and all sorts of vegetables except there aren’t any, not anymore.
The road has to be built to get to the field and there is what looks like a pretty good route; it avoids the ‘grand’ trees and is a mostly straight with just enough curves to satisfy the local aesthetic. Sure, it cros...
The road has to be built to get to the field and there is what looks like a pretty good route; it avoids the ‘grand’ trees and is a mostly straight with just enough curves to satisfy the local aesthetic. Sure, it cros...
For the first time this summer I got to the local farmer’s market before everything had sold out. I was able to buy a brace of small, true free-range, scratch-in-the-dirt chickens, a tasty straw colored raw cow’s milk cheese and some astonishing goats milk cheese sold as do-re-mi which is spreadable and slightly sweet.
A pound of local bacon made its’ way into the bag as did a hunk of “The Country’s Best Mozzarella Cheese – NOT KIDDING&rdqu...
A pound of local bacon made its’ way into the bag as did a hunk of “The Country’s Best Mozzarella Cheese – NOT KIDDING&rdqu...
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