Urban v. Rural…Point Urban

I’ve added a new label to my blog: Urban v. Rural. While I sometimes long for the rural life — the one I dreamed of while I struggled to fit in with urban/suburban surroundings [thoughts of raspberry hunts with grandpa, snapping beans on the back porch to feed my grandmother’s never ending canning kitchen andContinue reading “Urban v. Rural…Point Urban”

Longing for a Good Co-Op and Hand-Cranked Ice Cream

I was raised to know better about healthy eating. We shopped at food co-ops…bought granola, wheat germ, rice and beans in bulk. In the mountains, we grew our own food or only ate food from gardens I could walk to. For a while I slept in a cozy loft overlooking a greenhouse full of tomatoes.Continue reading “Longing for a Good Co-Op and Hand-Cranked Ice Cream”

This Week's Market: Music, Salsa, Good Neighbors and…Donuts

I made up for not getting to the Daley Center Farmer’s Market by going to the one at Pilgrim Church in Oak Park. I had nearly forgotten the charm of the market. Not only is there fabulous “local” in-season produce, organic meats and cheeses, but there’s bluegrass music and, of course, the church’s famous cinnamonContinue reading “This Week's Market: Music, Salsa, Good Neighbors and…Donuts”

Future Farmgirl

In addition to organic produce and dairy, this Wisconsin family is growing future farmers at Grassway Organics in Eastern Wisconsin. The Sheboygan Press article about the family and store features testimonials from those who swear by the power of organic food. And there’s plenty food stuffs to be found at the Craig family farm…grass-fed beef;pasturedContinue reading “Future Farmgirl”

White Gold: Organic Milk?

All this debate over raw milk made me wonder what’s happening with the organic movements. I had to look no further than the Columbian in Wash. state to learn about the 150 healthy Holsteins at Farmgirl Karen van Tol’s pesticide-free pastures. Despite increasing demand for raw milk, organic daily still brings in a premium. TheContinue reading “White Gold: Organic Milk?”

A Raw Milk, Hungry Cat Story

I was checking out my former paper the [Gary] Post-Tribune and found onetime Farmboy Carrol Vertrees musing about the raw milk of his childhood. I’ve read loads of raw milk stories, but the tidbit about Carrol’s milking expertise is a new one for me: I was adept, udderly adept, being able to squirt milk intoContinue reading “A Raw Milk, Hungry Cat Story”