There is little that smells more tantalizing than a good sniff of a fresh apple. Autumn is the perfect apple time of the year; and that is why, today, I took a ride to an orchard to buy Northern Spies and Empire apples, fresh from the people who grow them. One bushel of apples will supply my husband and me with an apple a day (to keep the doctor away!) to eat raw, a barrel of apples to make Apple Kuchen, applesause, Apple Pie(s), baked apples…well, you get the picture.
Veggies and fruit are all in canning jars in the basement, all in neat rows, visually enticing the visitor to the pantry to “Eat me!” Since the growing season is now behind us, a good deal of the canning season is behind us also, unless you are canning pears or apples or the like. Canning [...]
Raw milk creameries and the FDA don’t get along. It’s a pity. And it seems the creameries get the raw end of that deal. The Estrella Family Creamery is a local, Washington raw milk creamery. Check out this blog post I just found by Debs from seattlelocalfood.com about the FDA’s seizure of the Estrella Family [...]
Making a pie and I run out of cinnamon – ugh! What to do? No problem, I can just jump in the car and take a quick run up to Hufsmith to the general store, which is a lot better than having to drive all the way into Tomball to shop at Klein’s. Fast forward [...]
I drive with the windows down. I love the fresh air, the wind in my hair, the sun on my arms. I get a kick out of smelling the changing seasons or feeling the true level of humidity, fog or misting rain in the air. Now that we moved, I take a 15 minute commute to my job, and I spend most of my drive on the freeway. The worst part of the commute is the “armpit of Tacoma,” on I-5 between the Tacoma dome and Highway 16. Even when the traffic is moving freely, the air on this stretch of freeway gets caught in a little valley, and the smog is unbearable. I roll the windows up and try to have faith in the little air filter in my car.
Purplish black against the blue of the sky and the green of the weeds and stems, fat, juicy blackberries call to me. They are everywhere – alongside our road, in the ditches, out back in the open areas of the forest, in the fields that have recently been logged. BLACKBERRIES!!!
McDonalds recently launched an advertising campaign titled “From Here. For You.” across Washington State to promote itself as a vendor of local food. You may have seen the billboards, with slogans like “Picked in Yakima, Dipped in Fircrest” (for apples dipped in caramel) or “Grown in Pasco, served in Tacoma” (for fries).
The farm is dirty. Food comes with the leaves attached. Bugs are crawling on things. It makes me very aware that we are not just eating vitamins and flavor, but real, living plants.
It’s easy to make your own skim milk, whole milk, half and half, cream and heavy whipping cream from raw milk right from your local farm. Once you get your fresh dairy home, just leave it in the fridge overnight or for 8 hours and let the cream rise to the top. Then, skim the cream off the top of the milk. We drink milk from Jersey cows, and any given week we can get 2-4 cups of cream from a gallon of milk; cream-tastic!
This is my latest painting. I had the idea of titling it Little Green because I was listening to Joni Mitchell while painting it, but the name seemed perfect because the painting arises out of my love for sustainable, local farming. The more I learn about the practices of big meat factories, the more dedicated I become to the “localvore” movement.
Hi, there! I’m Erin. I’m a crunchy Christian mom and artist. I love to eat local farm food and shop at thrift stores. I blog about our crazy life and baby girl (born April 2011). I love rainbows. My hair is messy. ^_^ I hope you enjoy my blog! (Read More about me here...)