food : Dark Days Challenge

What better way to kick off the month of December than join in a local food challenge! It’s dark, it’s cold, the growing season is over, right? Wrong! At least, not completely so. Thanks to Even’Star Farm‘s commitment to year-round farming, we receive a CSA through the winter. It consists of cooking greens, salad greens, and root vegetables (turnips, rutabaga, sweet potatoes, and radishes). As a result, we are cooking with local foods all through the winter; historically, the challenge has not been finding the food but rather finding new recipes to make that take us beyond our beans-and-greens rut.

For the purposes of the Dark Days Challenge, I am going to work on minimizing the non-local ingredients used in my cooking. The challenge is not only to use local food, it’s to keep as many ingredients as what the originator refers to as SOLE: sustainable, organic, local, and ethical. In this framework, the staples I buy that can’t be (easily) sourced locally fit the bill. Our organic oils are from Spectrum; I am particularly committed to their canola oil, in an effort to push back against the GMO-rapeseed that has become dominant in the United States. Sugar is certified fair-trade and organic, supplied by Wholesome Sweeteners; cocoa and coffee are also certified fair-trade and organic, from Equal Exchange. Organic spices are from Frontier, a member cooperative; butter is from Organic Valley, a regional farmers’ cooperative (milk, eggs, and cheese are from specific local farmers). Organic flour is from King Arthur, a regional company if you count Vermont as at all local to DC (I don’t necessarily, but still value East Coast products over West Coast ones); Bob’s Red Mill is another option for a (now) worker-owned company.

To supplement the vegetables in our CSA, I’ll visit the year-round farmers market in Takoma Park and shop the local items at My Organic Market (typically from Pennsylvania, from many of the same farms who supply our summer CSA). Already I know that I want to make a sweet potato pie, and am hoping that my favorite made-in-Philadelphia gingersnaps qualify as “local” for the purposes of the crust. Truly, with a new little person in the house, I don’t have the time or energy to go searching out more local sources for flour and grains and the like. For me, this challenge is about making the most of what we have readily available to us in the winter and instituting some regularity in blogging about it. For inspiration, I can always turn to recipes tried out by those who’ve done this before.

To start us off, I’ve compiled a list of the produce we already have on hand in the house:

  • sweet potatoes (orange, cream, and Japanese purple)
  • shallot, garlic, and onions
  • green tomatoes
  • Italian sweet peppers and Cubanelle peppers
  • potatoes (red and white)
  • squash (butternut and acorn)
  • greens (arugula, Chinese thick-stem mustard, salad mix, stir-fry mix, and parsley [more of them were destined for the composter than I realized])
  • turnips, carrots, and radishes
  • apples (Pink Lady, Gala, and Stayman)
  • mushrooms (cremini and shitake)
  • cranberries
  • lemons (organic, but not local)
  • pumpkin and squash puree [frozen]
  • persimmon puree [frozen]
  • tomato puree and juice [frozen]
  • chopped kale [frozen]
  • blueberries, cherries, rhubarb, and peaches [frozen]

There are probably things I’m forgetting, and we’re getting more tomorrow (our last summer delivery) and Thursday (our regular winter delivery). But that will do to get started.

food : Dark Days Challenge

food : apple time is here again

As in previous years, I could not resist the allure of apples in season. In deference to my dramatically diminished ability to process and can, we only picked sixty pounds of apples rather than the hundred-plus pounds that we typically bring home from Larriland Farm. Sadly, this was not a good year for local apples, and we weren’t able to get any Granny Smiths. Truthfully, we were only able to pick Pink Ladies and ended up buying some Stayman from the stand to complement the flavors (in order to follow the rule of always using at least two kinds of apples in any recipe). We still ended up with a fair number of apples, as we receive a bag of assorted eating varieties each week from the fruit share portion of our CSA.

What I usually do with all these apples is can a couple of batches each of sauce and chutney. This year, though, we don’t need sauce as we’re still working our way through a half dozen quarts from last autumn, and I don’t have the time to make chutney, what with all the chopping and stirring that entails. Instead, I’m making pies and muffins for the freezer and crisps for us to eat. We probably don’t need such a steady infusion of baked sugary goodness in our sleep-deprived state…oh, wait, of course we do! I plan to make a cake or two, possibly also for the freezer, but the big addition to the apple roster this year was apple butter. I used my crock pot for only the third time in ten years to slow cook the apple butter, which made it super easy to deal with. The canning is not onerous, now that we have all the supplies and have been through the routine dozens of times. With the slow cooker it’s not necessary to stir the pot constantly to keep it from scorching, and we set it up to cook overnight. I did end up letting it cook with the top off for an additional two hours, as it was still pretty runny in the morning. It’s delicious; I’ve been having it on toast and will probably make another batch this week. Once that’s done, the rest of the apples will be for eating; the beauty of the Pink Ladies is that they keep in the fridge forever and provide something fresh for my partner’s bag lunches for most of the winter.

As an aside, the chutney recipe I use is from one of my favorite cookbooks, Simply In Season. When I went looking for it online, I came across a person who spent last year cooking all the recipes in the book. She blogged about it , and it’s fun to read through and see how recipes I’ve made or thought of making turned out for her. I have to say, it’s also nice to see one of these make-everything-in-a-cookbook-in-a-year blogs that uses a regular cookbook rather than a coffee table book from a gourmet restaurant. Not that there’s anything wrong with those, they’re just not ever going to be what I use in my kitchen.

food : apple time is here again

food : the surprising hostility toward organics

Maybe it’s just parenting forums, or maybe it’s just the DC area, but I continue to be surprised by the hostility and derision directed toward people who make it a priority to buy organic food. (I won’t even get into the purchase of other organic products, like toiletries or linens.) I understand that the cost of organic food makes it difficult to directly substitute for conventional food; making that kind of shift in a fixed budget requires making different choices and taking out entire categories of food (for us it’s been packaged food and eating out, for example). The critics aren’t usually (only) focused on the logistics or the financial challenges, though: there’s a way in which the entire commitment to organic food is suspect. Now, maybe this is just the contempt of the majority for the minority, since organic food still makes up only a small percentage of the food sold and consumed in this country. But there’s a component of the judgment that’s puzzling to me, that suggests that people who buy organic food are stupid: they’re getting suckered into paying more for something of lower value (or at least not of a greater value commensurate with the increased price).

Certainly, some of the price of organic food must be driven by demand in some parts of the country where more people want more organic food than is available. I am willing to accept that premise. I don’t believe, though, that most of the basis for the price is inflation based on scarcity; there just isn’t enough demand on a scale that would make such an approach generally profitable. Now, I know that some organic dairy farmers have chosen to “dump” their organic milk in the conventional market in order to keep the price of labeled organic milk at a certain level, but I don’t (personally) believe that’s a choice driven by greed. Instead, I understand that to be a move that’s necessary if the farmers want to have the price of milk stay at a level that allows them to stay in business, in the face of competition with large factory farmers like the ones who supply Horizon milk. If large commercial farms were taken out of the equation, by the government enforcing the pasture requirement differently (for example), small organic dairies would have no need to take artificial measures to keep the price of milk high because demand would naturally compensate (milk being one of the most desired organic products these days).

To bring this back to my original point, it seems that people perceive organic food to have an artificially high price point. All the public awareness and information campaigns that have been undertaken have failed to convince these folks that conventional food is artificially cheap due to subsidies and questionable labor practices. Which brings me to the crux of why I am committed to organic food: I grew up in farmland, and I am not interested in having my money go to people who exploit farm workers through low wages and insecure jobs, or to people who endanger the lives of those workers and their families through the injudicious use of pesticides and herbicides. I am even less interested in having the people who make and sell those pesticides and herbicides profit from my food choices. I hardly ever see these arguments about organic food being made, though, and it’s probably because we can never know for sure that farm workers aren’t being exploited (which is why I don’t believe agricultural workers should be exempted from the federal right to unionize nor from the minimum wage laws, but that’s a whole different discussion for another day). We can and do know that the chemicals used in conventional and industrial farming don’t just poison the water systems, they make people sick. And I don’t mean the people who eat the food, I mean the people who plant, weed, harvest, and process it.

This last issue seems to be at the root of another element of the contempt for a commitment to organic food: there’s little evidence that the food is better for the consumer, and most people take a narrow view of what their own interests are. Yes, there are not many studies that support a higher nutrition value of organic produce, but there are increasingly many that suggest negative outcomes from the consumption of pesticides. Still, there are foods that don’t retain as many pesticides as others, and people seem happy to save their money for the worst offenders. The same rationale applies to genetically-modified organisms: there’s little evidence that they are dangerous to our health. The knowledge that they are made and sold by the pesticide companies, or that they are contaminating traditional crops and thereby further limiting the diversity of our food supply, does not factor into people’s consumption choices. Because there’s little evidence to justify buying organic solely on the basis of an immediate physical benefit to the consumer, a person has to take a larger view of what’s in their own interest. You have to believe that it’s in your interest to protect the health of other people’s families, to protect biodiversity, and to minimize the application of chemicals, even when they’re not being applied in your region. You also have to believe that all of those things are worth paying more for what appears to be the same stuff: organic food is not easily identified in and of itself, and is invariably more expensive if you are substituting products one for one in your family’s eating plan.

So, I get that people might not care enough about these things to spend money on them and might simply choose not to buy organic food. What I don’t get is why there’s so much hostility directed at those who do. Now, it may be that folks are just afflicted with the inability to see another person’s divergent behavior as anything other than an attack on them and what they’ve chosen to do in their own lives. I certainly know more than a few people like this, and go out of my way not to engage them in conversation about anything personal. This is what I thought was going on, but lately I have been thinking it has more to do with money. If organic food costs more, to buy it you either have to have more money or stop buying something else. In either case, it becomes just another consumer item that can signal status. Of course, it can only signal status is people know you’re buying it, and unlike your gold Lexus SUV, it’s not something that is immediately obvious. So, if you are buying organic food as a status marker, you would have to let people know by talking about it. Which would be annoying, just as annoying as the person who talks about the thread count of their sheets that they had to have imported from France (or wherever) because otherwise how the hell would you know to be impressed with what they were sleeping on. That kind of talking about organic food would get annoying, so I could see how listeners would become hostile. I could also see how you would think it was a stupid thing to spend money on, if your goal were to gain status, since not only do you have to talk about it all the time but you eat it and then it’s gone. If I had limited funds and were concerned about signaling status, I’d probably get a flashy car and a recognizable handbag, too.

After all this circular talking, we seem to have arrived at: some people care about the practices behind organic food to buy it regardless of price and some people only buy organic food because of what they think the price says about how much money they have. Apparently I only know people in the first category, aka hippies, because I’ve never heard someone put forward their consumption of organic food as a way to impress me (or someone else impressive who might also be listening).

food : the surprising hostility toward organics

a whole new world

Five days after my last post, I had a baby. I knew I was going to have a baby, but having him come three weeks early was a surprise to all of us! After a somewhat challenging 24 hours of labor, I gave birth at home in a birth pool, as planned. My midwives were great, and my partner was wonderful through the whole experience (and after). Since then, we’ve been home caring for this new little person, who is marvelous. Okay, he cries when he’s on his back, pees through his clothes, and poops on us while we’re changing him. But still, he’s delightful, as I’m sure any new parent will tell you about any new baby. Still, it’s nice to have friends and family share excitement about his arrival; I know I’ve been excited about the arrival of the babies of my friends and family members, and having known many previous babies does nothing to diminish interest in each new one. There’s a way in which meeting a person who simply didn’t exist last year (or last month, or last week, or in the case of your own baby, just five minutes ago!) will always be a special kind of thing.

When I started this blog, I didn’t intend to write about anything so personal as a child. I didn’t have a child, and I wasn’t planning to have one down the line. As you can imagine, though, my daily life (which is what I try to write about here) is now oriented around child care and will be for the foreseeable future. It’s my hope that I’ll still cook (and I have plenty to tell you about the mountains of vegetables we’ve been working with around here) and garden and observe nature and go to plays and the like, but I imagine that the most interesting aspects of all of these things are going to become the challenge of accomplishing them with baby in tow. So we’ll see how things go. Right now, the sprout is tiny and life is all about eating and sleeping and bathing for all three of us. Plus the occasional videoconference with grandparents (his and mine) and the perennial question of what to do with seven butternut squashes and sixty pounds of apples.

So, while I am now a parent, this is still not a parenting blog and it’s unlikely to become one. I will, however, continue to tell you what we did with the squashes (tonight we’re having couscous, yesterday I made squash bars, and a few weeks ago we had orzo) and the apples (this year it’s likely to just be pies for the freezer, crisps for us, and fresh apples for eating; no one has the wherewithal to make sauce).

a whole new world