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  • Home on the farm, with apples and blackberries

    I’ve been enjoying my afternoons on the farm stand. People drift in and browse the offerings. Mostly they buy something. Sometimes they ask questions: do we sell pea shoots? How do you cook fava beans? What do you do with collard greens? Sometimes I can’t contain myself and show them obscure and beautiful vegetables, and sometimes they buy those too, as they are a curious and interested segment of the population. I’ve been bringing in cookbooks – especially the wonderful Jane Grigson‘s entertainingly written Vegetable Book and the exemplary Farmer John’s Real Dirt on Vegetables.

    Here are some of last week’s farm stand offerings. Chioggia beets are the ones with the exquisitely pretty striped interiors. There’s a dazzing variety of cherry tomatoes, and several kinds of pattypan squash (also called custard marrow) – yellow, pale green (=white) and green.

    Chioggia BeetsCherry Tomatoes Green Pattypan

     

     

     

     

     

    Tis the season for seed saving and some of that is going on as well. Some of the garlic harvest will be saved for seed. And the plants that have gone to seed are often dried las shown on tarps to keep them from self-seeding in the beds. Once they’ve dried out, the heads will be removed and the seeds culled and sorted.

    Garlic Drying August 2011Seed Saving August 2011Dried Dill August 2011

     

     

     

    There’s a fair amount to do in the fields, so the farmers and work parties are keeping busy.

    Farmer Mike Working August 2011Farmer Nate Working August 2011Work Party August 2011

     

     

     

     

     

    As am I with my apple tree which is laden. Here it is before and after picking a first basket of apples (est. 30 lbs).

     

     

     

    Will be juicing some with blackberries, if we ever get enough hot sunshine to sweeten the berries that are tempting us from ditches and hillsides.

  • Time of the stinking rose

    It’s all about the garlic just now. Harvests are in. Those who haven’t experienced devastating losses due to excess moisture and rot are crowing about the enormous healthy bulbs that are popping up at farm stands all over Vancouver Island. They cost between $2 and $3 a bulb at farmers markets; more than that if sold by weight, as they’re plump, fresh and juicy and a world away (literally) from the cheap bulbs from China.

    Farmer Ray at Haliburton Farm certainly has something to crow about. Customer after customer came by and marvelled at it, and insisted it must be elephant garlic! But it’s just good old organic hardneck garlic. Ray’s farming smarts, winning ways with compost and several years of patient experimentation have led to a record yield this year: some 1000 bulbs pretty nearly the size of a tennis ball. He planted deeply, spaced well and mulched it well in March with a thick layer of some of his amazing organic compost.

    Garlic RustGarlic 22 July 2011My own yield – harvested nearly two weeks ago – was more modest, but I believe all 14 cloves I planted came up and, aside from some split bulbs the bulbs look healthy and firm with no sign of mold. Like last year, they showed some rust that had persisted on the overwintering leeks, despite ministrations with home-made sulfur spray. It didn’t affect the bulbs, though, and they’re drying in an airy corner of the shed as I write.

    After they’ve dried properly in another few days I’ll cut them down and peel off the grubby wrappers. The choicest bulbs will be saved for seed. One thing I learned this year, thanks to a lively discussion on the COG listserve, was to check the base of the cloves for two distinct ‘footprints’ – and if found, to separate the cloves even if there is only one clove skin, because otherwise they’ll split after planting. I did successfully pull up and replant a split clove but it’s not recommended. The fatter the bulb and cloves you plant, the bigger your plants will be next  year, says Ray.

    I planted a mixture of soft and hard necked and so finally got scapes this year, which I put Garlic Scape June 2011into soups and so on where garlic was called for: felt happy about this as it was great to get fresh garlic of any kind at the end of a long dark spring.

    I’ve been thinking on how to store the garlic this year. I usually just keep it with the onions in a loosely covered bin or mesh bag. Various people I’ve talked to have been freezing it and two versions I’ve heard are: peel the cloves and freeze in ziplocks (easy to slice paper thin); or grate or mince and freeze in a slab in a tray, then cut the block into clove-sized pieces and keep frozen to pull out the right portion for your recipe. You can also dehydrate it. I haven’t really enough to start experimenting I think, but am planning to plant more for next year.

    One of many interesting facts gleaned from the helpful folks at Boundary Garlic Farm is that “Supermarket garlic has usually been kept cold in controlled storage. If garlic has been kept cold it soon begins to sprout when brought to room temperature.” They recommend storing at a constant room temperature in one of those plastic mesh bags – that if you’re like me you’ve stashed away thinking it might come in handy for something…

  • Vegan is as vegan does

    How things change. A few years ago – 2006? – celebrity chef Anthony Bourdain visited Victoria to promote his latest book, which I believe was A Cook’s Tour. A strong showing of kitchen folk swelled the audience and there was a lively question and answer during which Bourdain talked about local food (nah, he said, I’m a chef: I seek the best ingredients no matter where they come from), most amazing food experience (attending a pig slaughter, coincidentally an episode recounted in his latest book) and worst food experience (a vegan feast in California). Not surprising from a meat-evangelist; he was very much in the thick of the nose-to-tail eating trend of those years, and vegans are an easy target. In his bestselling Kitchen Confidential he’d already opined that

    “Vegetarians, and their Hezbollah-like splinter-faction, the vegans, are a persistent irritant to any chef worth a damn.

    To me, life without veal stock, pork fat, sausage, organ meat, demi-glace, or even stinky cheese is a life not worth living.

    Vegetarians are the enemy of everything good and decent in the human spirit, an affront to all I stand for, the pure enjoyment of food. The body, these waterheads imagine, is a temple that should not be polluted by animal protein. It’s healthier, they insist, though every vegetarian waiter I’ve worked with is brought down by any rumor of a cold.

    Oh, I’ll accommodate them, I’ll rummage around for something to feed them, for a ‘vegetarian plate’, if called on to do so. Fourteen dollars for a few slices of grilled eggplant and zucchini suits my food cost fine.”

    Last night I attended a screening of Forks Over Knives which leans heavily on a very different sort of book, The China Study, and maintains that plant-based diets will prevent and possibly even reverse the diet-related illnesses of our time: cancer, diabetes, heart and arterial disease. It was entertaining and informative enough, although there was a puzzling lack of comment about its assertions that added oils (including vegetable oils) are toxic, and a complete absence of discussion about the role that exercise plays in disease prevention and control, even though all the patients featured in the film were exercising like mad.

    But this kind of advice has been around, and largely ignored, for years. In 2007 the buzz in Britain was that cured meats (and sedentary lifestyles) were the demons. Stay away from bacon, they said, even there in the land of the bacon butty. Not to mention the Full English Breakfast (and all its Scottish, Welsh and Irish counterparts).

    It’s something that Marion Nestle, Michael Pollen and Mark Bittman have also been writing about for a while. Nestle has, like the film, pointed out the excessive influence of the meat and dairy industries on American food policies – and in particular the dietary recommendations represented most recently by the USDA’s MyPlate, which doggedly continues to include meat and dairy. So does Canada’s Food Guide, although it is careful to give alternatives equal weight.

    It’s worth reminding ourselves how little protein we actually need vs how much we consume if we’re eating meat and dairy. To calculate what you need, multiply body weight in kilograms by .8, or weight in pounds by .37  to get the number of grams. For a 150 lb person, that amounts to 55g (a bit less than 2 ounces) per day: the entire daily protein needs could be met by 2 hamburger patties. But almost everything we eat has some protein in it, so if we’re eating a balanced diet with enough calories, we can clock up a healthy amount of protein without trying too hard.

    So there’s no question we can get all the protein we need from plant-based diets, a point the American Dietetics Association made in its 2009 recommendation that vegetarian – and vegan – diets are safe for babies, children and adults, and recommended as a way to prevent chronic illnesses of the sort the film discusses.

    Though I’ve reduced my meat consumption hugely in recent years, the sticking points for me would be cheese, yogurt, eggs and butter. And milk in my tea. And the fact that eating away from home becomes such a headache: so many restaurants, caterers and the like simply don’t make nice food without meat in it. In less cosmopolitan towns and cities, the vegetarian options on menus are too often ineptly executed stir-fries. Ah well. Not to worry about just now: lots of nice vegetables and fruits in my fridge this fine summer day. And soon, they promise, Green Cuisine will re-open.

Book cover of Rhona McAdam's book Larder with still life painting of lemons and lemon branches with blossoms in a ceramic bowl. One of the lemons has a beed on it.

“…A beautiful, filling collection, Larder is a set of poems to read at the change of the seasons, to appreciate alongside a good meal, and to remind yourself of the beauty in everything, even the things you may not appreciate before opening McAdam’s collection….”

Alison Manley

Rhona McAdam is a writer, poet, editor, and Registered Holistic Nutritionist with a Master’s in Food Culture from Italy and a deep-rooted passion for ecology and urban agriculture. Her work spans corporate and technical writing to poetry and creative nonfiction, often exploring the vital links between what we eat and how we live. Based in Victoria, BC, and available via Zoom, Rhona is always open to new writing commissions, readings, or workshops on nutrition and the culinary arts.