Food. Family. Small-Farm life.
This is one of those dishes that’s so quick and easy to make I can’t even bring myself to dignify the process with pictures. It cannot be messed up, which is why it’s also one of my favorites. It’s quick, it’s easy, it’s delicious, and if I’m busy even the Small Humans can whip dinner …
Coming into this trip I knew I would walk away a changed woman. I prepared myself as well as possible for the extreme poverty, the hunger, the disease. I tried to learn a little Amharic, the most common of the more than eighty languages spoken here. I even tried the traditional food of Ethiopia. And I came …
When we were in Ethiopia Gabby pulled me aside at one of the stops and asked the difference between a pig farmer and a hog farmer. It wasn’t until she pointed it out that I realized how often I use the terms interchangeably, especially in reference to myself. Probably because I am both a pig farmer and a hog farmer. …
When I went in search of pictures for this post it’d been at least a month since the last time I’d so much as scrolled through the folders containing the images I captured in Ethiopia. I’d forgotten how much joy there was to be had there, how much the pictures bring me now. You’d never know …
Strawberry Jam My Mother was never much of a canner, from where I got the gene that urges me to put things by we have to go back another generation. When I started my first garden she stopped by one day mid-summer to see it. “Yup,” she nodded approvingly, “your tomatoes are on track. Poopsie …
As I type this I’m into my second slice of Brambleberry Galette, and I don’t feel the slightest bit bad about it. This happens every summer, during those sweet two or three weeks where it seems everything is ripe at once — at least if, like me, by “everything” you mean “all the berries.” It’ll …
I usually try not to share recipes that depend on a certain brandname ingredient. I think it’s kind of silly. As far as I’m concerned, the best food has always and will always be brand-less — well-raised, tender and flavorful meat; fresh fruits and vegetables; potent spices. That said, I’m an American in the year …
I love food choice. That’s cliché, but true. I love that the food options available to me and my fellow Americans are virtually limitless. If you want to be vegan, you can be vegan. If you want to go gluten free, go gluten free! If you want to exist solely on foraged dandelions and the …
Every year about this time I begin to take stock of how our farm is functioning. Some years it’s inspiring, other years it’s frustrating, most years it’s a little bit of both. Regardless, it’s become a sort of cornerstone of how we do things and something I’ve come to look forward to and appreciate. The …
Normally the slow cooker and dutch oven are tucked away at the back of the cupboards this time of year, but it’s been chilly here. For much of the last two weeks of July and all of August thus far it’s felt more like mid-Autumn than late summer. With nights struggling to stay above the …