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New Year’s Dinner 2021 – Lucky and Local

2020 was so bad, even people who don’t believe in “lucky foods” made them this year. I’m not one of those people—I have a fair amount of Sicilian in me and so I respect the superstitions. Plus, I can’t resist an opportunity to do a local version of a holiday-appropriate meal. So this is my lucky local 2021 meal.

I made yellow-eyed peas (mostly) following this recipe from My Clean Kitchen.
The site says, “yellow eyed peas are thought to bring not just luck, but luck in the form of GOLD.” Additionally, pork is supposed to inspire progress in the new year.

I  scored the beans at Stone Gardens Farm. They sell them at their farm stand for a neighboring farmer they know. I used an onion from Wild Carrot Farm, carrots from The Farm, Woodbury, garlic from Maple Bank Farm, kale from Waldingfield Farm, and a smoked ham hock from Stuarts Family Farm.

I made cornbread muffins (following this recipe) using
Patti Popp’s renowned corn meal from Sport Hill Farm, flour from Farmer Ground, NY, and buttermilk from Hawthorne Valley.

The three foods are meant to be eaten together: black-eyed peas (or their heirloom yellow-eyed cousins) bring coins, greens (the kale) bring folding money (dollars), and the yellow-hued cornbread promises gold.

I made southern biscuits (following this recipe) with AP flour from Farmer Ground, NY, Arethusa butter, and Hawthorne Valley buttermilk. I also used Red Fife wheat from Anson Mills. They’re not local, but they’re deliberate about their grains and their growing practices and Red Fife wheat is delicious.

There are no promises of luck for eating the southern biscuits—I made them to use up the rest of the buttermilk! (They were delicious.)

So this is it 2021. You don’t have to be the bestest year evah. You just have to be better than 2020. That shouldn’t be too difficult.

Did I mention, I love my farmers!

Local Thanksgiving 2020

I generally compile my Thanksgiving post the day after Thanksgiving, also known as Pie for Breakfast Day. I’m usually putting it together over pie and coffee while the turkey carcass simmers itself into a big pot of broth. I did begin this on Friday but got distracted with other things, and am here on Sunday, finishing it up. The turkey bone broth is done and the pie is long gone.

2020 was a strange and interesting year, agriculturally speaking. (Okay, it was strange and interesting in every aspect, not just agriculture, but this is my Thanksgiving post which is basically about agriculture and how it feeds the actual culture.) The COVID-19 pandemic changed farms and farmers markets. Like many other businesses, they had to figure out how to make and distribute their products while keeping themselves, their employees, and their customers safe. Every market adopted a set of guidelines designed to do that. Some markets required advance orders that you would then come to pick up. Other markets set up barriers between the consumers and the food products and you’d point at what you wanted. And some markets let consumers touch their stuff but not get anywhere near each other. It was interesting.

From the start, I was impressed at how the local food routes and distribution channels took up the slack when the large commercial channels broke down. Sure, [most of] the big guys got their bearings back in a hurry, but for those weeks, the local food system kept us fed. I was rather impressed with how they helped each other get their products to market when usual distribution locales were on hold. As you might imagine, many restaurants source from these farms. With restaurants having to reconfigure their business models, a lot less food was needed and some farm products couldn’t find a home. Farms who had farm stands or kiosks at farmers markets brought those products with them to find a home.

Our Thanksgiving was vastly different. Usually, I make an end-to-end local, from scratch meal and my family comes over. I generally have from 9-11 people. This year, I still made my end-to-end local, from scratch meal but it was a curbside pick-up event. My sister volunteered to be the family’s Uber-Cart and take the boxes of food to the others.

Take-out packing in disarray
Cheese packing!

My menu was a bit reduced. I let go of a few items we normally have. For instance, I didn’t do any pickling this year. The few hot chili pepper ferments I did failed. It happens. Packing food turned out to be more challenging than I’d imagined! Instead of everyone getting a printed menu, I emailed their menus as PDF attachments and we Zoomed. Still, it worked out and I got to keep the end-to-end local from scratch tradition going, virus be damned.

Once again, I thank my farmers. This is *our* holiday–makers and eaters, together grateful for the bounty of the land.

Appetizers

Cheeses and roasted red peppers

Soup

Chicken Soup (recipe) from chickens from Stuart Family Farm. Carrots from Riverbank Farm and Waldingfield Farm; celery from Shortt’s and The Farm, Woodbury; onions from Maple Bank, garlic and parsley from my own garden.
Brown rice, small bowtie pasta, and Parmigiano Reggiano, not local.

Main Course

Dessert

My apple pie is essentially NY style crumb cake over Northern Spy apples, resting in a pie shell.

Beverages

And everyone got emailed a PDF of the menu.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happy Thanksgiving!

Local Thanksgiving 2019

Thanksgiving–the holiday where we celebrate our farmers and the harvest with friends and family.

Here’s my 2019 return on the gifts of the land. Sorry so few photos—I was caught up in the various moments!

Appetizers

Soup

Chicken Soup (recipe) from chickens from Stuart Family Farm. Carrots from Riverbank Farm. Celeriac, parsnip, garlic, onions, and parsley from Fort Hill Farm.
Celery,  brown rice, small bowtie pasta, and Parmigiano Reggiano, not local.

Main Course

Dessert

Beverages

And everyone got a menu.

Foraging for Thanksgiving – 2014

Because we are both hunters and gatherers…

Yes, I already have lots of things I’d preserved and stored from the summer. And I had a number of things I’d gotten last Saturday at the Westport Farmers Market. But one still needs MORE.

The Saturday before…

This year, I changed it up a bit and instead of the usual tradition of the New Haven market, I went up to Litchfield.

First stop, Arethusa Farm Dairy in Bantam, CT for cheese, butter, sour cream, egg nog, and as long as I was there, a dish of ice cream to keep me going.

arethusa

Since I was in Litchfield and so close, off to the Litchfield Hills Farmers Market. I scored spinach and arugula from Maple View Farm, some veggies from Wild Carrrot Farm, and some Cato Corner cheese for Thanksgiving and lots of other things for post-Thanksgiving real life.

litchfield

Then down to New Morning in Woodbury, CT for other things…like my milk…and an assortment of non-local, but essential, Thanksgiving items (olives, bell peppers, pistachios, rice, lemons and limes, and more things like that).

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Then to Maple Bank Farm in Roxbury, CT for yet more apples, Brussels sprouts, Lyman’s Cider. I already got my choice, hand-selected by Howie Bronson sugar pumpkin last week.

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Then on to Ferris Acres Creamery in Newtown, CT to pick up my ice cream order.

ferris

This picture was taken at 4:30. The last of the crowd had just left. They were only supposed to be open until 3 PM!

The Tuesday before…

First stop, Quattro Farm Store in Pleasant Valley NY for the turkey, heavy cream, some more veggies from the Migliorelli’s, flour and corn meal from Wild Hive, and some NY beer (and some other stuff not for the holiday).

quattro

There’s Carmella (who I was delighted to finally meet) and her granddaughters.

Then on to Sport Hill Farm in Easton, CT, for cauliflower and whatever else one might find!

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I think I have enough now.