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Impromptu Post – Storm Party

We had a pretty epic storm Friday night.  Maybe you heard about it?

I was reading in bed and heard the sound of really, really hard rain, and I began to worry about the chicks in the chicken tractor out front – I didn’t want them getting flooded out.  So, I went downstairs to see about getting a tarp or something and happened to glance out the front window, only to see there was no rain.  That pounding, howling, roaring sound was WIND.

Paul had run out to fold up the patio umbrella to keep it from flying away (didn’t matter, it flew anyway), and I ran to help him close the door on the back coop that had come open.  The wind was like a freight train, and above the deafening roar if it we could hear the cracking of trees all around us.  It occurred to us how lucky we were that all of the questionable trees around the house had already been removed. As we were making our way back into the house the WHEELBARROW blew into me.  That was when I started to panic.

Happily, after an hour or so of all of us huddled together in the downstairs hallway the storm passed on, leaving us with power and house intact.

Unfortunately, Juniper Moon Farm lost power, and our our friend Lisa lost power and had her 200 year old oak split and fall on her car.   She’s still negotiating with the power company to come out and remove the power line that is still draped across that mess.

The thing is, we all have wells with electric pumps.  No power equals no water.   We couldn’t let Susan be without water because the temperatures were expected to be up near 100 again, and the livestock would not have made it through the day.

Off went Paul with the big generator to hook up her well.

I couldn’t let Lisa suffer with no water or A/C either, not least because she has a 3 year old and is pregnant.

I stocked up on snacks and Susan took all of the now – thawing meat out of her freezer, packed it over to our house and met Lisa here for a chance to get some relief from the heat.  Caroline, Charlotte and Zac came along (Zac cooked an amazing meal!) as did their farm stay guests who we did not want to leave sweltering when relief was so close.

It wasn’t the happiest weekend for everyone, but we made the best of it and got to enjoy each other’s company and some great food. These impromptu gatherings are actually my favorite kind because you don’t have any lead-up time to fret over a planned party, and there are no expectations that things will be perfect.  We all pitched in to make the best of it for each other, and it made an otherwise terrible weekend rather nice.  Fortunately Juniper Moon Farm’s power came back on later that night, and Lisa has a place to stay with family until hers is sorted out.

This is what community is about; if you don’t have a connection to people near you that you can rely on and who can rely on you, I strongly suggest you make it a priority.  It makes life so much better, even during the tough times.  Especially during the tough times.

 

 

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The Longest Day

The solstice this year also happened to be the hottest day we’ve had yet, nearly 100 degrees, so we celebrated the way you normally celebrate a super hot summer day.

By lazing about.

We tried to stay inside during the hottest portion of the day – it wasn’t just hot, it was thick.  You felt like a hot, wet blanket was hitting you square in the chest as soon as you walked out the door.  We ventured out early to feed and water the chickens (and then every hour or two we had to go out and made sure everyone still had water – especially the 50 meat chicks we have in the brooder).

I stumbled around the garden a little bit, pulling a few things here and there for our dinner in celebration of summer’s official start.  Neve kept stealing out to where the wild blackberry bush has started to fruit, sneaking ripe berries by the handful.

It was also high time to make a blueberry gateau – Paul’s favorite dessert ever.

Once the sun had begun to set the kids began begging for a fire to sit around and play Mad Libs, and maybe roast marshmallows.

I did one slightly better – I made homemade graham crackers from the July 2012 issue of Martha Stewart Living.  The recipe is HERE.

Then after dinner I brought them out to the fire along with some marshmallows and chocolate squares for the first s’mores of the summer.

(I didn’t have square cookie cutters, so I made them round. )

They were gooey, crumbly and messy, but they were good.

We sat out by the fire watching the bats and the fireflies and playing Mad Libs and laughing until after ten when the fire started to die out.  We all went to bed with our books, smelling deliciously of summer and woodsmoke.

Happy summer, everyone.  Let’s enjoy it to the fullest.

 

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In The Garden : Zucchini

Happy Father’s Day!  We’re spending our holiday weekend buried under squash.

The garden has gone fairly berserk with zucchini and yellow squash.  Every year I overgrow them and every spring I always forget and do it again.  This year I am making a note in the farm journal to plant LESS summer squash and more potatoes and peppers instead!

So squash.  We had several days of rain last week and I didn’t venture out to the garden at all.  Once the clouds parted and I could get back out there I discovered some monster zucchini growing under the jungle – like leaves.  I don’t like them getting too big – they’re not as flavorful; but they are funny.  Here’s one next to a normal – sized zucchini:

The same day I harvested the squash I also pulled some carrots and peas.  I can’t tell you how excited I am to grow carrots!  They are far more “carrotty” than any store bought variety.

But while the carrots and peas have been coming in at a slower pace the squash has been taking over everything.  I’ve been sneaking it into people’s cars when they are foolhardy enough to stop by.  I’ve grated some of the zucchini and frozen it in ziplocs for baking later.  I have blanched and frozen slices of squash for use in soups later.  And I am still overloaded.  Fortunately we love squash on the grill, and I also have a smashing recipe for zucchini that even the pickiest ones around here love.  It’s adapted very slightly from Cooking Light.

First you roughly chop up about 8 cups of zucchini (I slice it, then quarter the slices).  Along with it, chop up half a medium sized yellow onion, and toss them in a stock pot with about half a cup of vegetable broth.  You can also use chicken stock, but I have a vegetarian in the house, and it doesn’t make much of a difference in the final dish.

You’ll want to boil it, covered, on medium heat until the squash softens up.  Then remove it from heat and mash it slightly.  Drain any excess liquid.

While the squash is cooking make 2 cups of rice.  Combine the cooked squash and rice in a large bowl and add a cup of sour cream, about a cup and a half of shredded cheddar (we like cheese around here!), a quarter cup of grated parmesan cheese, a quarter cup of breadcrumbs, 2 eggs, salt & pepper.  Mix it all up and spread it into an oiled or sprayed casserole dish.

Bake for about 30 minutes at 350.  You can also broil it at the end to get the top nice and crisp.

Super easy, super yummy, and it uses up a good amount of zucchini.  And if you don’t have any, come over and get some!

 

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Making Day

First, an update on the monster spider / shed disaster.

Paul cleaned out the shed for me today after continual failure to find and dispatch said monster spider.  I went in after he had thoroughly removed all the old bedding and done an inspection for creepy crawlies.  I brought a broom in because I wanted to clean out the dusty cobwebs from the corners to discourage anyone from returning.

Mr. Monster Spider was waiting for me on the floor.  Paul got him this time.

The shed is ready for chickens.

Hallelujah!

Today, then, was “cleaning day”, at least outside.

Earlier this week, though, I had a lovely “making day” in the kitchen.

My Weck jars had come in the mail so I was ready to make some Brandied Cherry Jam.  We were almost out of bread, so I needed to make a loaf of Pain de Mie.  I had bought some fresh burgers from Whole Foods and I wanted to make some buns to serve them on. AND my good friend, Marie Grace had convinced me I needed at long last to try making yogurt.

I managed to accomplish it all in one spectacularly grueling day.  I’d like to pace things out more in the future, but the results were so worth it!

The jam was the same that I made last year after cherry – picking : a lovely simple cherry jam with some brandy added at the end to balance out some of the sweetness.  I used 6 lbs. that I had waiting in the freezer for just this purpose.

As always, I wish I had more.  Six pounds made only  three of these lovely 1/2L jars plus a pint for my friends Keith and Jessie, who are avowed cherry jam fans.

While the jam was going I was also heating milk for yogurt and letting two types of bread dough rise.

For sandwich bread I use a Pullman Loaf pan, or Pain de Mie pan, depending on who you ask.  I use the recipe from King Arthur Flour, and it’s been a favorite here.  I make a loaf probably every two days.  We also enjoy the Cinnamon version, which probably is to blame for putting a few pounds back on me that I had recently lost.

Anyway, pain de mie has a lovely, dense crumb that is perfect for slicing for toast or sandwiches, and very easy to make provided you have the pan ( a stand mixer doesn’t hurt, either).

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See? Irresistible!!!

SO while the pain de mie was resting I was also working on those burger buns.  These have hands down been one of the biggest hits ever to  come out of my kitchen.  They are the PERFECT burger bun, bar none.  And again, super easy.  The recipe comes (of course) from Smitten Kitchen and the name says it all: “Light Brioche Burger Buns”.

I can promise you will not be sorry if you make them.

Finally, the yogurt.

I always wanted to make yogurt at home, but for some reason I didn’t think I could make any I’d like without lots of special equipment.  I figured it’d be fussy and time consuming without a yogurt – maker, and I prefer Greek – Style, which is much thicker.

Then my friend Marie posted THIS about making yogurt in a crock pot (or even without one!).  I cheated and ordered a greek yogurt strainer from Amazon, but otherwise the only thing I bought to get going was some local organic, grass-fed milk and a container of yogurt.

The yogurt came out perfect!  At first it had some liquid floating around it (that would be whey, which you can save and use for baking!), but after a night sitting in the strainer it was the thickest, creamiest, most delicious yogurt I have EVER had.

It is so good, even Paul is obsessed with it.  Now we’re talking about it all the time.  “Hey do you think THIS will be good on top of the yogurt?  What if we add THAT to it? IT doesn’t matter if this jam’s a bit strong, it’ll be great with the yogurt!”

I’ve made two batches now, and I’ve been putting it in these lovely little single – serving sized Weck jars.  We’ve been topping them with the cherry jam, as well as some strawberries we had macerated for shortcake.  I’ve even been known to eat a whole jar totally plain and whine for more.

“Making Day” may have been exhausting, but now I know I can make yogurt whenever I want, and our cherries have been wonderfully preserved.

The bread is an almost every day occurrence, but the burgers?  Out of this world.

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The Most Cherry-Full Time of the Year

Today I gave the kids a break from math and spelling, packed them into the car and drove an hour away for our yearly spring tradition – cherry picking!

It’s a beautiful drive out to the mountains and the girls oohed and aahhed at all the big old historic estates in Albemarle County that we passed on the way.

It’s perfect timing, too, because we just ran out of our last jar of Brandied Cherry Jam that I made last year. And, like last year, we picked waaaaaaaaay more than planned.

In all, we came home with just under 20 pounds of cherries.  At $3.99 a pound…….you do the math.  Every year it’s the same.  We plan to not spend too much, and we pick too many.  I gripe about it as I am paying for them, I gripe about it all the way home.  I gripe about it as I stand and wash them for what seems like hours.

Then, after we’ve eaten our fill and I am planning out what to make with them I always say “We didn’t pick enough cherries!”

I washed, de-stemmed, and packed into ziploc freezer bags about 13 pounds of cherries.  They’re dead easy to freeze, and this way I don’t have to make jam right this second.  I am, in fact, waiting until I can order some Weck jars this year.

Because Weck jars are prettier that’s why.  And yes, they are ALL going to become jam.

It was THAT good.

 

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In the Garden: Spinach

Right now the garden is bursting with all manner of leafy greens.  Lettuces, kale, spinach.  Even the beet greens are beginning to cry for picking.  SO many greens, so little time!

This week we are still enjoying an overabundance of kale but also we are able to mix things up with the spinach that is beginning to take over.  I am rather fond of spinach myself: for all my talk of loving growing and picking kale, I think I may actually prefer the spinach!  There’s an unending variety of things you can do with spinach: soups, dips, Spanakopita!  I like to use fresh spinach in place of shredded lettuce in my tacos.  It does well in a regular ol’ salad, and even better in one with strawberries!

This week I made my go -to dish for any vegetable for which I have too much: risotto.   I am a sucker for risottos of all kinds, but my favorite is just a simple white wine and parmesan, plain – as – they- come risotto with some chopped up and sauteed veg thrown in.

To start I gathered a large bunch of spinach from the garden – around the same size as those bundles you see in the produce section of the supermarket.  They weigh probably around a pound. It looks like too much, but it cooks down and reduces A LOT.

I like to thoroughly wash my greens, and not because they are dirty.  In fact, I am completely sure the greens from my garden are far cleaner than those that have been picked in some other state, loaded onto a truck, driven for miles and miles, loaded onto display and handled by various shoppers.

I clean each leaf because of this:

I don’t want to eat bug litter.  You know, if a few little bugs escape my notice and get cooked up, so be it.  But wads of webbing? No thank you.  A hidden chrysalis?  Even worse.  But worst of all, this bit of webbing could (and did) conceal this:

Yeah, you’d notice that big guy in your finished meal.

(The risotto I make is pretty common, and a good, detailed recipe can be found HERE.)

So – I thoroughly wash my spinach, and then chop it up with half a yellow onion.

I saute the onion and some garlic in a bit of olive oil until the onion starts to become translucent, and then I add the spinach.

I don’t want to cook the spinach too long – just long enough to wilt it a bit and reduce it somewhat – then I remove it from the heat and transfer the onions and spinach to a warm plate.  You don’t want to leave the vegetables in for the entire cooking time or they will overcook and lose a lot of their texture and character. We’ll throw them back in at the end.

Meanwhile, I have a pan of vegetable or chicken stock simmering on the stove on low heat, waiting for its turn to be added to the pot. You want it to be hot when it is added to the rice or it will slow down your cooking time dramatically.

You can use either kind of stock for this recipe – I prefer the richness of the chicken stock, but since my oldest is a vegetarian I tend to use vegetable stock whenever I can.

 

Next I add a touch more olive oil to the pan that the spinach has just vacated and I add the dry, uncooked rice.  The idea is to get it coated in oil and saute it for about 3 or 4 minutes – until it starts to become translucent-ish.  Then I give it a good splash of white wine.  I tend to be generous here.

Here’s the thing about wine in cooking: I don’t use “cooking wine”.  I use straight up, run of the mill, whatever’s on sale wine.  I cook with wine fairly frequently so I always keep a couple of bottles of cheap whites and reds around.  You don’t have to be as picky with it as you would if you were going to drink it (although sometimes even that super cheap stuff can be very drinkable!).

Once the wine has mostly been absorbed into the rice you can start adding a bit of the simmering broth, a little at a time, waiting for it to be almost all absorbed before adding more.

It should take around a half an hour to use up all of your stock and for the rice to become soft.  It will start to look almost creamy, and then you know you are ready to finish it up.

At this point you’ll throw your spinach and onions back in along with some parmesan cheese, salt and pepper.  Honestly, I tend to add extra parmesan and leave out the salt.  If you wanted to you could throw in some steamed and chopped asparagus at this point as well.  Artichokes also make a nice addition.  Okay,  I am making myself very very hungry right now.

Once everything is mixed in and heated through you are ready to serve.

A nice and simple risotto like this can make a fine meal all on its own.  Or you can add a fried egg with a runny yolk right on top and make it extra special!

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Prison Breach / Chicken Surgery

All of our hard work creating the chicken prison?

The foxes (or foxen, as Jenny Lawson hilariously calls them) laughed at us.

This past Tuesday we awoke to fresh carnage.  Something had obviously made a grab at the chickens as they slept on the perches (which were long sticks hanging in the corner of the chicken prison).  You could tell by the feathers all stuck to the wire at that spot.

Then that same something dug under the wire and crawled under the two feet it extended along the ground into the prison.  This was also the point where it dragged out Prim, as evidenced by all of her feathers left behind:

Everyone else was present and accounted for, but unfortunately Fleur was badly hurt.  At first I thought she was just a bit torn open under her wing, and sprayed her with Blue Kote thinking she’d be fine, since Tevye had similar wounds after his foxen encounter.

Then we noticed under neck.  And down into her breast.  All. Torn. Open.  Her crop was even torn open.  You could see her dinner still in it, dropping out in clumps whenever she’d move.  Not something Blue Kote was going to fix.

I told Emily things didn’t look good and we should keep her comfortable as best we could until…..you know.

Emily didn’t take it well.  SHe sat in the garage with Fleur and cried as Paul and I tried to figure out what the #$*% to do next (the chicken proceeded to poop all over Emily AND lay an egg on her).

First off: no sleeping perched in the corners.  Second: secure the ground wire better.

Paul wanted to line the entire ground area with wire so nothing could tunnel in.  I was worried about the chickens not being able to scratch the dirt if we did that.

While he brainstormed that, I looked up “torn hen crop”on the internet.  Turns out, incredibly, it is totally survivable.  With surgery.

Crap.

Because you know I had to give this hen a fighting chance at least.

In related news: can you believe most pharmacies do NOT carry dissolving sutures?  In fact, every pharmacy I called acted like I was looking for contraband.  I joked with the nurse at the local doctor’s office later that it’s like they thought I was doing open – heart surgery on my four year old.

I managed to get some dissolving sutures from the local dentist (shout out here to Dr. Mera – thank you for helping me save my chicken. You are my daughter’s hero!).

Then EMily and I went to work.

Blindly.  Completely, “I have no idea how to do what I am doing” blindly.  All I knew is her crop needed to be sewn shut, and it was now or never.

No, I did not take pictures.

Emily held her while I used a lot of saline to clean it out, sewed up what I thought needed to be sewn, stitched her breast skin back together, sprayed a shit – ton of antibacterial wound spray on her, gave her antibiotics, and set her up in a clean space in the garage.

That was Tuesday.

This is today:

She is still eating, drinking and pooping (which I hope means I didn’t actually sew her crop completely wrong, thereby preventing the food from ever leaving it) but she is not making much effort to leave the box .  My guess is having your chest stitched back together without anesthetic makes you pretty damn sore and you don’t want to move much afterwards.  The skin at least does not look puffy or swollen, and it looks to be healing over.

She also gets upset when she sees the neighbor’s outdoor cat wandering around (the cat has adopted us, apparently, and has no interest in chickens) and she bawks madly, puffing up and pacing around frantically.  She has also started fighting me when I go to give her her antibiotics.  I think she may actually make it.

As for the prison – Paul decided yes on the welded wire covering the ground, except at the very center.  Where he made them a sandbox to scratch in.  Then he built a frame for perches over top of it.

I am not saying nothing will get in.  I will not tempt fate again.   I also don’t know if I will ever be able to free – range them again either.  Which is sad, because i will miss those dark orange yolks from all the grass.

They come at too steep a price, though.

 

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In the Garden: Kale

While the tomatoes all languish in the house (outgrowing their pots by leaps and bounds) waiting for it to warm the heck up, the cold – weather crops are all coming in like crazy.

The beans and peas are starting to climb the wire trellis and I hope soon we’ll see some actual pods.

The lettuces (Black Seeded Simpson and Red Romaine) are all just about ready to be picked for salads, and the spinach is not far behind.

The broccoli is getting nice and leafy and I am waiting impatiently to see the flowery part!

Then there is the kale.  It is screaming for attention and picking right now – growing head and shoulders above everything else.  I wasn’t planning on making anything kale – related for dinner tonight, and it’s not very tall yet – but it is very crowded so I decided the time was about right to pick some of the tender leaves for making kale chips.

Kale is one of those greens that is very at home in a potato or ham – based soup – it is very sturdy and flavorful without being too overpowering (it is actually a part of the cabbage family).  It is also very good for you – being high in beta carotene, vitamin K, vitamin C and even calcium!

Kale chips can be made with large, fully – grown kale leaves, but I like to make them with the more tender, smaller leaves.  If you use big kale leaves, you’ll need to remove the stems and the ribs to make the chips.  With the small, baby leaves it’s not really necessary.

Preheat your oven to 300 degrees and wash your kale.  I just give mine a quick rinse if I’ve just pulled it from the garden – really all I am worried about is that we don’t end up eating too many hidden little bugs or spiders!

Lay your kale in a single layer on a cookie sheet either coated with cooking spray or with foil.

Drizzle some olive oil and salt and pepper to taste.  I also like to splash some vinegar on them – like salt & vinegar chips (malt vinegar is best, but just about any will work)!

Bake for about 20 to 25 minutes or until they are nice and dark and crispy.

They will come out like this – all nice and blurry!

Oona and I hogged all of these up before anyone else even got wind they were done.  They were yummy!

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Easter Omeletes

I’m the type of person that likes traditions.  The more the better!  And if there isn’t a tradition for something, you can be sure I’ll do my best to start one.

The last few years I’ve been making omelets for breakfast each Easter. We don’t really celebrate Easter beyond the bunny and an occasional family gathering, but with all that candy going on first thing in the morning, and with it being spring and the chickens swamping us with eggs……you can see where it was just a natural progression.

The thing is, and I don’t like to brag – especially about myself – I make a pretty mean omelet.

My grandmother – you know, the one who was the head chef at her own restaurant for over twenty years? She took me into the kitchen one day when I was young and taught me to make omelets.  I remember she and my grandfather even took me out and bought me my own omelet pan at the restaurant supply store once I’d mastered it.

I’ve been making omelets almost exactly as she taught me ever since. And now I am going to share it with you.

First, crack a few eggs into a large bowl.  The general rule is two to three eggs per person.  I personally like a two egger – if I am making it for Paul it’s a three.  If I am filling it with loads of extras, two is usually best.

To my eggs I like to add salt and pepper and some dill.  I’ll always add fresh chopped basil if I have it, or dried if I don’t.

Then whisk it up good.

Next you can decide what else to put in your omelet.

Cheese? Excellent.  Make sure you have some grated or shredded cheese at the ready.  I like to chop up mushrooms, tomatoes, green peppers and red onions as well.  Sometimes I like to be different and do sun dried tomatoes with marinated artichokes and goat cheese.  Be creative – meats are good, as are all kinds of cheeses and veg.  Whatever you want, prepare it ahead of time so it’s ready to toss in.  This Sunday I used shredded cheddar, green peppers, onions, sun – dried tomatoes and mushrooms.

 

Meanwhile prepare your pan.  I use a non – stick skillet generously coated with Pam.  This is where my technique differs from my grandmother, who uses a seasoned omelet-only pan with no spray. I like the ease of my eggs sliding right out when I want them to.

You want a medium-ish heat.  Not too hot; you don’t want the eggs to sizzle when they hit the pan.  You will need them to cook evenly and gently.

Pour your eggs in the pan.  After a minute or two the bottom will start to cook a bit.  You want to lift one side of the pan off the heat now and scrape everything down to the side on the heat.  Then, holding the cooked bits back with your spatula, rock the pan the other way so the fluidy bits of egg run down into the side you’ve just scraped.

Believe me it is hard to take pictures of yourself doing this!

Always let the runny parts pool down into the side of the pan touching the heat.

Scrape the cooked bits down just before you move that side back down onto the heat.

It’s not very tricky; you just want to maximize the amount of heat the runny parts get while minimizing the heat onto the cooked parts.  This way none of it gets overcooked and hopefully nothing gets undercooked either (it helps to use fresh-that-day eggs if you are worried about undercooking!).

You want to keep this up until about 60 to 70 percent of the eggs are cooked.  You need enough runny egg left to hold it all together when you lay the pan flat again.

Now’s the time to toss in your extras.

At this point, if I think the eggs look a bit too runny or if there is an awful lot of cheese to melt, I will put a lid on the pan and let it cook until almost completely firm.

But – here’s the trick – you don’t want it 100% cooked just yet, because you need it to remain a bit flexible to fold it.

You’ll carefully fit your spatula under one half of your omelet, lift it,  and gently fold it in half.

This is where you’ll let it finish cooking, if it isn’t already done.

Et voila!  Delectable omelet for you!