The cadence of cooking

To me, there is no more relaxing G-rated way to start the day than cooking.

The appeal is so multi-layered: the textures, the nurturing, the tastes. And, today I noticed the sounds – and found them kinda soothing, too.

Nature invented snap, crackle and pop.

Standing in my kitchen, looking out the window at the sun shining through the trees, the new leaves were bright and cheery in all their spring freshness. And the veggies in my frying pan sizzled.

As I stirred the food, the sound of the sautéing began to change. It started to seem kind of melodic. Like a frying symphony.

My eyes favored the sight of fresh greens and mushrooms, my nose enjoyed the smells of the flavors blending.

Today, though, the sounds kept popping out at me. In the nicest possible way.

I began to feel grateful that I had so much to enjoy. The sun shining after days of rain, the quiet of my place in the sun.

I mixed some eggs with goat milk and poured it in with the vegetables. That started a whole new sonata of sound. I let it be as it all settled in together.

As I sliced the fresh goat milk mozzarella I noticed the thud of the knife against the surface beneath the cheese and appreciated the shapes the slices took.

When you slice things yourself – at least when I slice things myself – they are rarely even approaching uniform in size. Each slice has its own shape, its own layer.

I put the cheese slices in with the vegetables and eggs. The sounds of the sizzling did not change. But, then, the cheese just lay on top of the egg and vegetable mixture, quietly blending in. Being so unobtrusive.

I let it all set together and then reconfigured things a bit.

I have to admit it – at this point I was trying to manipulate the sounds.

Heck, if the Plain White T’s can say there is a rhythm of love, I can say there is a tempo of cooking. Hey, get it – “tempo” is almost like “temp” which is short for “temperature.” Ha!

Ahhh, okay, back to my cooking.

It was finally time to finish up and eat my melodious masterpiece.

And it was tasty.

Sadly, though, the sound of cleaning up does not do it for me.

Support farmers – help them be affordable

Last fall, I was at a local farmers market and one of the vendors told me that business at the market was down. I was not surprised. You see, I was once charged five dollars for an eggplant at that farmers market.

It is insane to think that over-charging consumers for food is good for the vendors sustainability.

I am well aware that farmers and people who make a living in some way connected to local food need to make money. However, in my opinion, consumers are just not going to buy it long-term.

And, when that happens, the farmers will be left in the lurch – deserted by their “supporters” who currently use their food as a marketing tool.

Today, the head of that same local farmers market posted an article on Facebook about how it is cheaper to buy food at farmers markets than at supermarkets. This “study” was done by a student in Vermont.

I have to agree with the student – in Vermont, it is cheaper to buy vegetables at farmers markets. But, in my experience, in Fairfield County, Connecticut it is more cost-effective to buy organic food at Whole Foods – or, as some call it, Whole Paycheck.

Why do advocates of local food not expect better prices? Why don’t they encourage farmers and work with them on the economics of their businesses? It is the only way for those farms – and the people who make money marketing with local food – to be sustainable.

But, then again, much is disposable these days.

I would like to see a study of the characteristics of communities where local food systems have been around a long time. I suspect they will have more affordable prices.

That, to me, is an integral part of sustainability.

One day it will be a crime…

Imagine, if you will, a day down the road when things like GMOs, pesticides and processed food are considered poison by the general population… and network television uses these toxic substances as murder weapons in crime shows….

FADE UP on an attractive young couple getting ready for a dinner party.

THE WOMAN steps outside to their garden. She bends down to pick vegetables.

Inside, THE MAN grabs a chair to steady himself as he loses his balance. The chair is knocked over as the man falls to the floor.

The woman looks up and towards the house.

CUT TO:

Homicide detectives question the woman.

WOMAN
I don’t understand why this is a homicide investigation.

DETECTIVE
(Holding up a baggie
with corn chips inside)
We found this in the freezer.

The woman looks at the package and is puzzled.

WOMAN
What is it?

DETECTIVE
It used to be considered food.

WOMAN
Oh puh-leazz. That’s not food.

DETECTIVE
It’s processed food and it used to be what
people ate when they were in a hurry. Or
just lazy.

WOMAN
I don’t understand.

DETECTIVE
Right… I will try and explain
this..
(He thinks hard)
Years ago, before either of us were
born, people ate substances
that they called food but were really
just chemicals, made in factories.

WOMAN
I’ve heard about that. We studied it in
school but it seemed so unreal.

DETECTIVE
Oh, it was real. I’ve seen documentaries.

WOMAN
Hmmm… we’re too busy around the house to
watch movies.

DETECTIVE
Most people are, but it’s my job to learn about
these things.

WOMAN
I’m glad someone is.
(She sighs, forlorn)
But what does this have to do with Joe?

DETECTIVE
It seems he got a hold of some of the
poisons people used to eat.
(He points to the baggie)
See, these types of food
(He makes quotation
marks in the air)
keep their consistency for a long,
long time. And he must have
thought he’d try some and there
would be no harm. But, sadly, our
bodies are just not able to process
the chemicals and he could not handle
it.

WOMAN
How did he get his hands on this?

DETECTIVE
That’s what I’m here to figure out….

The detective looks directly into the
camera.

CUE DRAMATIC MUSIC.

CUT TO BLACK.

Would you like to be a part of Operation Kitchen Garden?

I am gearing up to begin again with Operation Kitchen Garden!

Last summer, some storms (uh, remember Tropical Storm Irene?) cut short my visits to kitchen gardens in the area… so I am excited to get back into it this year.

Any size garden, or even just a pot of herbs or tomatoes, any effort to connect with your food source works for me.

If you grow some of your own food and would like to inspire others to do the same, please email me at info @ aspetuckmedia . com (no spaces)

I hope to hear from you!!

Raise your hand if this is the first you’ve heard about healthy eating… anyone? … anyone?

My friend, Kit, used to loyally read my blog. From the beginning for many, many months. He would comment on entries and he cheered me along.

Then one day, the longtime vegetarian/gardener/do-it-yourselfer said to me that he thinks what I am doing with the blog is great. But with him it is preaching to the choir and I needed to figure out how to reach the unconverted.

I am still working on that.

It is a problem I feel is pretty pervasive in the local food movement. We mostly rally those who are already there.

For the most part, people either like to eat healthy or they don’t. People either believe GMOs are bad for them or they don’t. They either want their kids to have salads in school or they don’t.

I think people’s habits do change. And, in a lot of cases, we might forget about healthy eating habits as we rush along with our daily lives.

But my feeling is that the people who affect the most change in our habits are those we are close to, and not advocates kicking up a fuss on Facebook or at a planned event.

The people who “like” a healthy resource on Facebook are the ones who seek it out or have friends who are doing it and they’re curious or wanna be supportive.

I think it’s great to keep getting the word out about healthier and simpler living but I just have never been able to figure out how best to reach people.

Today, there is an event in my area with people giving demonstrations on healthy eating. I went last year and it was pretty good. But I was the choir and really felt redundant being there. I already get it and was mostly just supporting the people giving presentations.

It would be a great shock to me if anyone there today were to say, hey, I never knew healthier eating was good for me. Whaddya know.

I would project that the places where healthy eating and healthy living are the most pervasive are the areas where it is the most accessible and affordable. Places where eating healthy, going to farms and farmers markets, growing some of your own food, etc. etc. is most deeply engrained. Steeped in time.

And maybe time is what we need. Our food system did not get into trouble overnight. People did not switch the way they buy food in the blink of an eye.

None of this answers my friend’s question though.

How to preach effectively to the unconverted?

I just don’t know.

Michael Pollan did a great job with his books. I think he got people talking about our food system en masse. And then the movie, “Food, Inc.” was also really effective.

But, barring a bestseller or hit move, all any of us can do, I suppose, is keep having our say. Hmm, I was about to say, it doesn’t hurt, but then it occurred to me that too many voices create a white noise of sorts, and over-saturation. People stop listening.

All the people at the healthy food expo today will likely post pictures and accolades on their Facebook walls later today or tomorrow. There will be congratulations on a job well-done. But I have to wonder how many converts would have come out of the day.

Then again, should converting people be an aim? Or should we just focus on our own place in the food chain? Allow things to be along the lines of, he told one person, then she told one person, then they told two people… and on and on.

Should this even be business-driven? Is making events and speeches, touting yourself as an expert, basically talking down to people about something that is really so rudimentary?

Are people getting pissed off at being told how to eat?

I will keep thinking about these things.

Small town journalism really is the big time

Writing for newspapers for small towns is bigger and better than writing for The Wall Street Journal, The New York Times and USA Today all rolled together!

Does that seem like a lofty contention?

If you answered, yes, you’re most likely not the only one who thinks I don’t know what the heck I’m talking about when I say that.

I mean, really, how could writing about a small town resident’s little business or a child’s achievement in school really compare to the “legitimacy” of what the “big” publications cover?

Because these are the people who make up communities.

They are the ones who matter.

Collectively, they have more power to affect real and positive change in the world than any politician or bureaucrat.

This is true all across the country. And yet much of what the big papers seem to want to write about are the figureheads.

One of the most important powers of the media might just be to empower the individuals.

The stronger the individual, the stronger the community … and, collectively, this adds up to the entire country and, subsequently, the world.

For five years, I have written for small town newspapers in Fairfield County, Connecticut – and I (almost) always felt like what I did was important.

I have received a lot of feedback about what people want to read about their town.

From what I have heard, the general, non-special-interest readership of the newspapers might skim over all the “big” news – but, then take a larger interest in what their neighbors are up to.

As a writer, since way before I began writing for newspapers, I learned that the most universal stories are the most personal ones. They are the ones that people can connect to and relate to and come away inspired.

The most popular entries on my blog are the ones that suggest a turn back to smaller and simpler times. And, yet, the aim of journalism for so many seems to be “bigger is better.”

Ahhhh…. Tis a shame.

Oh well.

By validating the individual, by showing our neighbors what they themselves are capable of as an individual, we can create positive change – big time.

The ways being fashionable has hurt the local food movement

I have been covering organic farming and local eating since before these topics became fashionable. At first, I was excited when people seemed to be catching on.

But, then I became dismayed.

It is in part because I can identify with the small family farmer that I became so troubled. I just wanna do my thing, write my stories and spread the word. Big business, to me, seems out of place talking about small farms and being against the large agri-business model when that is pretty much how they do business, too.

But, once Wall Street and Madison Avenue got wind of a profit to be made by tapping into people’s fear of food, advocates like me got a little lost in the crowd. And people got inundated and, consequently, a little numb to the messages.

The good news is, now that things have quieted down and a lot of people have moved on, we are back to those like me, for whom a simpler way of living is meaningful.

The people I met when I first got involved in all of this were incredibly supportive of one another. The cut throat, glamor-driven and clawing to get ahead types really did not belong in this arena. But, as they start to move on, or find their own niche, there is space to breathe again.

I predict that the farms and local food purveyors who turn out to be sustainable will be the ones who understand that local food must be affordable. Not cheap and assembly line like many supermarkets but reasonable. Trying to cash in on the trend will backfire. The ones who will survive are the ones who are financially literate.

That is my opinion anyway.

Here are some points to consider -

1.

It is harder to make a case that farmers need to charge more to survive when “local” has become a marketing tool for places that charge WAY more than necessary.

2.

The surge in demand caused the local market to be inundated with farmers markets, advocates and experts – quality suffered at the hands of quantity.

3.

Now that the bandwagon has slowed considerably there could be a backlash of sorts as people move on to the next “in” thing – and get sick of paying what they consider inflated prices.

4.

Some small farmers might have gotten greedy and, lacking financial acumen and long-term vision, could have grown larger than a downturn will support.

5.

Local and organic food is first and foremost about taste, health and being connected to the earth. It is about things that you cannot be expert in or preach about because, ironically, it is about turning away from the very beast that the movement attracted.

5 reasons it’s great to be awake for the sunrise

1. You can fill yourself with the hope and promise of a new day as it awakens around you.

2. You can get a load of laundry in before you have to get dressed.

3. When your longtime friend, Karen, emails from London during your early morning you have time to give her a thoughtful, unhurried reply. Just like good friends deserve.

4. You don’t really have to rush for anything – you can ease into your day. Unless you’re a farmer like my friend, Patti, and then the chickens and other chores await…. or a parent with kids who need to get on the bus… hmmm, I guess there are a lot of people who have to get up early…. so, let’s change this to “5 reasons it’s great to be awake for the sunrise when you don’t actually HAVE to be awake.”

5. It’s a NEW day – how AMAZING is that!!

People who need people…

They say that when we go through trying times we can learn what and who really matters. Today, I had a lesson in the importance of the good people in my life.

It started this morning when I woke up with my thoughts consumed by a long list of things I need to accomplish in a short amount of time.

People need chickens, too! ... Children feeding the chickens at Sport Hill Farm during the summer of 2011.

I spent a lot of time thinking and Internet researching.

And then I just decided to stop thinking and researching and to start reaching out to people I know.

I called a friend I haven’t talked to in a while and we chatted for a bit and made plans to get together.

It was really nice to experience the reconnection. He and I have known each other for many years. And, through that longevity and his innate kindness, he reminded me that I am not alone in this world and that there are good people.

When I get bogged down in the not-so-good people and challenging experiences, sometimes that is all I really need. So, thanks Tim for being there.

I think when we are challenged in our daily lives we value these types of connections the most. It is easy to get lost in quagmires but when we reach out we can find ourselves again.

Tim asked how my blog is going. I told him that I feel terrible because I haven’t written in my blog for a while.

I have been saying that a lot lately because there are people who care if I write and want to know how things are going with my blog.

I am so lucky to have them!

But, for some reason, today I was more touched than usual. And so here I am, back in touch with my blog.

I have had a lot to process recently and have been keeping to myself a bit. And I do think that is healthy at times. But then we need to come back out into the light of day and join the rest of the world.

So, here I am. Hello rest of the world! I’m baaaaack.

My blog is titled, A Return to Simple, and I believe that the simplest of gestures can make or break a day. Just showing someone you care can take them out of their head when they’re troubled.

On some level, the other person will always know your intent and you never know how big a difference that might make.

Article in winter issue of Edible Nutmeg magazine

An article I wrote about Easton, CT farmer Al Barney called, “A self-sustaining farmer.”

Check it out.

http://www.ediblecommunities.com/nutmeg/early-winter-2011-12/working-the-land.htm