Each day I look after my aging meats, as Brad feeds his hungry sourdough starter. I’m making bacon and he’s baking bread. We simply add a fried egg or a glass of wine, depending on the hour.
Ramblings
On Weeding
One man’s weeds are another woman’s salad. I once nurtured a pot of nasturtiums so that I might enjoy a few edible flowers. Now there is a whole mess of them, colorful yet crawling and sprawling all over the place. … Continue reading…
Backyard Beauty
Radishes, scallions and grass-fed beef dusted with cumin and destined to be folded into a warm, homemade tortilla. We’re building a new nest in Oakland, and within it, a backyard oasis. I dream of summer night dinners, weekend barbecues, and … Continue reading…
Taking Lives and Making Friends
Last month I had the amazing opportunity to attend Eat Retreat, a weekend gathering of 40 food innovators from around the country who came together to share food and ideas. I was flattered to be invited, and as I read … Continue reading…
Waking the Milk Monster
As a child all I drank was milk. This is not an exaggerated statement, my parents will back me on this one. What did I want at every meal? Whole cow milk. When I was tired and thirsty from playing, … Continue reading…
Life and Death in Pig Farming
It’s been a long hot summer and I’ve been away from my husband and my home in Brooklyn for nearly five months. Fueled by raw goat milk and a regular supply of good meat, I’m stronger (and tanner) than I … Continue reading…
Chicken Chores
The biggest constant in farm life is chores. Every day begins and ends with them, as there are certain tasks that must be done to keep the farm running, and in our case, the animals happy and healthy. For the … Continue reading…
New Life on the Farm
I’m not talking about my new life on the farm. These hungry little piglets were born yesterday. I watched for about an hour and saw one birth, and how they all scrambled around in search of the boob and warmth. … Continue reading…
Odds, Bits and Balls
When we’re not working on the farm, we’re usually eating. This is my kind of place. Several times a day we gather around the table, and as you might expect, there is plenty of meat, goat milk, cheese and eggs … Continue reading…
City Girl Gone Country
Apologies for the dramatic pause, but I’ve been in a bit of a transition over the past few weeks. A new and dirtier chapter of my life has just begun. I’m going to attempt to tell you the story of … Continue reading…