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Surprisingly, I’m building a business on pickles.spring pickles

A month ago, I introduced you to my biggest endeavor to date, my current preoccupation, my new baby: the Lostine Tavern. Every single day, things are happening, especially now that the building is plumbed and wired. (If you’ve ever remodeled your home, you understand that every bit of infrastructure arcana is exciting. Oh, and the baby analogy serves here, too.)

While my biz partner Peter Ferre and I are choosing our light fixtures, finalizing our seating and creating a fantastic menu (go here to weigh in on deli sandwiches and more), I have a pressing need to get into the kitchen and start pickling.

No big deal, right? I mean, I’ve been a devoted pickler for years now. Using Benjamin’s Aunt Lydia’s basic formula, I start with the spring asparagus from Walla Walla and keep that brine happening beyond the beet harvest. I bring jars of spicy asparagus to potlucks, open escabeche for taco night and garnish charcuterie plates with gherkins.

Here’s the difference: I am about to pickle on a scale I have never before imagined. And, I have to produce them in time for our opening, slated for May 15. That is exactly 51 days/1224 hours away/untold 5-gallon buckets of brine from today.

Every backer of our crowdfunding project at every reward level will get an LT pickle. Of our 66 backers to date, some people will certainly want a half sour. For some a pickle is always a cucumber.

You may note, it’s March, a good four months from cucumber season. But running a restaurant is creative problem solving just like this, and it fires me up.

With every donation, another pickle. I am counting pickles, planning for pickles, looking for vegetables to pickle: carrots, beets, asparagus, onions, potatoes and imported cukes. I call my friends in my network of producers. Do you have anything I can pickle?

I am looking into the world of pickles more vast and complex than I’ve known before. Pickle as metaphor?

All of which leads me to this burning question: What’s the most unusual pickle you’ve ever had?

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Trying Paleo on for Size http://lynnecurry.com/2014/03/trying-paleo-size/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=trying-paleo-size http://lynnecurry.com/2014/03/trying-paleo-size/#comments Thu, 06 Mar 2014 09:35:44 +0000 http://lynnecurry.com/?p=2655 Last week I had lunch at Dick's Kitchen and got to experience paleo first hand.

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How do you feel about the paleo diet?
DK burger

When my cookbook on grassfed beef came out, a lot of people told me to send it to the paleo folks. I honestly did not know a lot about paleo diets, other than the fact that they were very, very popular. Which, when you are launching a book is a big heads up.

The problem with my book for paleo devotees, I knew, was that it had way too much grain in it. I adore whole grains of all kinds–bulgur, wheat berries, rice, multigrain bread–and my recipes had these ingredients scattered all over the place.

When a friend loaned me The Paleo Diet, I opened it thinking that maybe I’d give the diet a try. After turning a few pages, I knew that I simply could not, would not (in a plane, in the rain…) prepare and consume that much meat for breakfast, lunch and dinner. All that bone broth and organ meats were a turn off.

[I will say that there are several paleo blogs where the food looks diverse and amazing, like nomnompaleo, and if Michelle ever wants to quit all her jobs and come be my personal chef, I will convert at once.]

I know. Weird coming from the author of a beef cookbook. But, if you know me by now, you understand that I like a little meat with a lot of salad or veggies. I’m the gal who orders the entree because and only because of the side dishes that come with it.

While in Portland last week, I had lunch at Dick’s Kitchen. I’ve known about Dick’s for a long time because all their meat comes from Carman Ranch located here in the Wallowas. At last, I would meet its founder and namesake Richard Satnick.

Having lunch with Richard was a bit like going to a museum with the curator. Instead of a narrow lens, I saw the whole menu through his concept, his principles and the health issues that motivated him to build a dining empire from dietary restrictions. There were vegan, gluten-free and vegetarian options as well as complete menus within what Richard calls the “Paleolithic paradigm.” (Gawd, I just love that.)

I’ve often resisted diets that are about what you give up rather than what you get. However, I’m lucky that I do not have any food-related allergies or sensitivities and neither do my husband or kids. But I look at the school lunch menu each week and the restaurant offerings and our American diet in general and often think, “There are way too many breads and starches for anyone here.” (Then, when you find out about foaming agents used to give these 500+ bread products more loft, it’s like pure science fiction but not.)

At Dick’s, I ate the most juicy and full-flavored grassfed burger on kale salad I’ve ever had. There was no lack, especially with the homemade ketchup. I devoured the yam “not-fries” while sipping my raspberry kombucha.

I especially appreciated that, as a mom, I could bring my kids (who were home in Joseph being fed by Dad) to Dick’s Kitchen and feel good about what they were eating no matter what they ordered. (No more guilt over root beer and hot dogs.) I loved the fact that whole groups of people–families, friends, co-workers–can gather and eat together and everyone can have exactly what they need to feel good and live better.

Now, back at home, I’m going to try to master that perfect DK hamburger seared to a crisp in a cast-iron skillet. I just happen to have a little bit of grassfed ground beef on hand.

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Meet My Tavern http://lynnecurry.com/2014/02/tavern/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=tavern http://lynnecurry.com/2014/02/tavern/#comments Wed, 26 Feb 2014 23:40:26 +0000 http://lynnecurry.com/?p=2650 Hi there. I’d like you to meet the Lostine Tavern. It’s been keeping me away for the past few months. It’s surprising how occupying a filthy, old gutted building can … Read More

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Hi there. I’d like you to meet the Lostine Tavern.Lostine Tavern.2-25-14

It’s been keeping me away for the past few months. It’s surprising how occupying a filthy, old gutted building can be. Well, not that I’ve spent too much time in there in actuality. It’s freezing!

In my head, I’m there nearly all the time. You see, this May I plan to open, or I should say, re-open the Lostine Tavern. It’s a beloved old place, but really it needed an overhaul and an upgrade from floor to ceiling.

Truth be told, I haven’t even let myself think too much about the food. Perhaps that’s also why I’ve been so quiet. Buried in numbers and bottom lines and projections, my brain has not taken too much delight in food at all. Just ask my family. There’s been little whimsy at the table. As they say around here, “Just get ‘er done.”

Good news is, I’m emerging from the depths of restaurant financials to a brighter, livelier place. I can start to envision the room where people will gather and eat. I can hear the heavy hum of conversations. I can almost smell the food…

But I’m not totally there yet. Because I’m scared, you see. Having a tavern feels like the biggest thing I’ve taken on to date. It’s public and personal all at the same time.

Still, I’m excited to think out loud here at Rural Eating. To bounce ideas off of you. Try recipes. Experiment. Have fun.

Are you in?

 

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This is a Beet Cake http://lynnecurry.com/2013/10/beet-chocolate-cake/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=beet-chocolate-cake http://lynnecurry.com/2013/10/beet-chocolate-cake/#comments Thu, 31 Oct 2013 19:42:44 +0000 http://lynnecurry.com/?p=2607 A party-size cake, I've made this for the last three potlucks where it's always a hit. Who would know it's chock-full of beets?

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Roots are for dessert, too.
Beet cake

This time last year, my cousin Suzanne emailed me from Massachusetts with a beet problem. She’d gotten a bunch in her CSA box and she didn’t know what to do with them.

Naturally, I gave her my reflex recipe for beets:

“Scrub them and put them in a roasting pan, add a splash of water and seal them well with foil. Roast them at 400 degrees F for 40-45 minutes until you can pierce them with a fork. When they’re cool enough to handle, slip off their skins and cut them into wedges, slices, what have you.”

If there’s a beet in my midst, this is their fate–although I’ve been known to pickle a few, too–since this is the most versatile way to use them as a side dish with butter and salt, in a salad with feta and orange slices…

A few weeks later, she reported back that neither she nor her 4 kids liked them. I sure wish I had sent her this recipe instead.

Here you go, Suzie!

Beet Chocolate Cake with Cream Cheese Frosting

Just like carrot cake, the veggies yield a very moist cake. The difference is the beets are pureed, so no one (i.e. children and avowed beet haters) will ever guess they’re in there! I developed this recipe for my friend Marcy who wanted a vegelicious cake for her son Evan’s birthday. (Funny, they, too, now live in Massachusetts.) Party sized, it makes 3 8-inch layers or one 11×17 sheet cake or 2 8-inch layers and 6 large cupcakes. You choose!

2 1/2 cups pureed cooked beets
6 eggs, beaten
3/4 cup cocoa powder
1 teaspoon vanilla
2 1/2 cups vegetable oil
3 3/4 cups granulated sugar
3 3/4 cups all-purpose flour
1 1/2 teaspoons salt
1 tablespoon baking soda

  1. Butter (or spray) and flour the baking pans, and if using 8-inch round pans or a sheet pan line them with parchment paper. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.
  2. Beat the eggs with the beets in a mixing bowl. Combine the cocoa powder, vanilla and oil in a large measuring cup.
  3. Whisk the sugar, flour, salt and baking soda in a large mixing bowl. Add the cocoa powder mix to the flour and stir with a rubber spatula until well combined. Add the beet mixture and stir just until combined.
  4. Pour the batter into the prepared pans until the mixture is about halfway up the sides of the pan. Bake until the sides of the cake pull away from the pan and a wooden skewer slid into the cake’s center comes out clean. (Round layers will take 25-30 minutes; sheet cake 40-45 minutes; and cupcakes 18-20 minutes.)
Chocolate Cream Cheese Frosting

6 ounces semisweet or bittersweet chocolate
3 1/2 sticks unsalted butter (14 ounces), room temperature
12 ounces cream cheese, room temperature
1 tablespoon vanilla
3 cups sifted confectioner’s sugar

  1.  Melt the chocolate in a bowl over a pan of simmering water. Remove from the heat. Cut the 1/2 stick (4 tablespoons/2 ounces) of butter into tablespoon-sized pieces and stir into the chocolate until melted. Set aside to cool.
  2. In a stand mixer, beat the remaining 3 sticks (12 ounces) butter and cream cheese using the whisk attachment until perfectly smooth. Add the vanilla and scrape down the sides of the bowl.
  3. Add the confectioner’s sugar 1 cup at a time, turning off the machine between additions to avoid spraying the sugar everywhere. Blend on medium speed until it is very smooth.
  4. Add the chocolate mixture and blend until it is fully incorporated.
  5. Apply liberally to the cooled cakes. If there’s any extra, store it in an airtight container in the freezer.

 

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Dinner 911: Baked Potato Bar http://lynnecurry.com/2013/10/dinner-911-baked-potato-bar/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=dinner-911-baked-potato-bar http://lynnecurry.com/2013/10/dinner-911-baked-potato-bar/#comments Mon, 21 Oct 2013 17:28:15 +0000 http://lynnecurry.com/?p=2601 When time is short, there's nothing you can't put on top of a boiled/baked/microwaved/steamed potato. So, tell me, what's your favorite topping?

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What’s atop your fresh-dug spud?
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Right this very moment, while I am inside staying warm and dry, all the growers I know are putting in overtime (as if there’s anything else) to bring in the harvest. Every morning we wake to the glitter of frost and think, “How lovely!” They are thinking, “Hurry up!”

A few Sunday’s ago, my whole family pitched in at Backyard Gardens (BYG)  to unearth those tubers we so love in so many ways. (Hello, old friend stuffed baked potato.) Honestly, I thought Molly & Cece would last all of 13 1/2 minutes at the task. Yes, it’s backbreaking, it’s dirty, it’s tedious…

It’s also a treasure hunt. One that even hooks adults.

potato harvest

I was astounded to see the undying enthusiasm among everyone who helped out on that day to find every single one in the ground, to yelp with delight at the discovery of an especially humongous spud (the biggest weighed 1 3/4 pounds) and to groan when a poor helpless potato got stabbed with the garden fork. (No worries: those went into the bucket for staff lunches to come.)

As the sun slanted toward Chief Joseph Mountain, the girls helped BYG owner Beth weigh up the 100-pound bags that she’ll store and sell in bulk to her faithful customers and CSA members.

I think the crew would have worked ’til sundown (we harvested 650 pounds but didn’t even get to fork up those darlin’ fingerlings) if I didn’t call them all to supper.

A potato bar with all the fixin’s: sauteed chard, caramelized onions, black bean chili, homemade salsa, goat cheese, cheddar cheese, feta cheese–and all the butter and sour cream you could stand–was laid out on a table in the field.

With hands scrubbed as best we could, we sat on overturned buckets and feasted on those fresh-dug potatoes. Each person made their own combination of toppings for a personalized loaded potato to love. (Molly went for the classic butter and sour cream, Cece ventured into the black bean territory while I piled on chard with those onions and goat cheese, a trio I heartily recommend for your baked potato bar.)

In my searching for good toppings, I found few items you cannot put on top of a boiled/baked/microwaved/steamed whole potato in its jacket. They’re ideal for leftovers from curried vegetables to beef stew or even thick soups. And when the fridge is bare but for a lump of cheese and a limp broccoli stock? Put it on a hot potato.

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We’re officially adopting this “happy meal” into our dinner rotation when homework and sports put a premium on quick and easy or what we parents call Dinner 911. I’m even thinking that this is the ideal menu for a Halloween Party.

So tell me, what are your favorite toppings for an out-of-the-ordinary baked potato?

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Wheat Berry Salad with a Side of Farm Stories http://lynnecurry.com/2013/10/wheat-berry-salad/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=wheat-berry-salad http://lynnecurry.com/2013/10/wheat-berry-salad/#comments Fri, 11 Oct 2013 06:16:22 +0000 http://lynnecurry.com/?p=2582 I recently bought a 25-pound bag of soft white wheat berries with the intention of grinding the flour to make the loaves of lunch bread. But I'm blocked.

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What do you do with 25 pounds of wheat berries?
Wheat Berry Pear Salad

Unlike most people these days, I have an affinity for wheat. My husband, Benjamin, grew up on a wheat farm not far from this valley up on a high plateau where you can see the tips of the rounded Blue Mountains in one direction and the toothy Wallowa Mountains in the other. In our early days as a couple, we took tons of road trips–through Washington, Montana, Wyoming and Oregon–and his ability to identify crops at 65 m.p.h. growing in fields impressed this New England girl.

“That’s barley,” he would say glancing over his shoulder. Or, “Smell the timothy,” a type of grass hay he loved so much he included it in more than one of his poems.

“Is that barley?,” I’d ask riding shotgun and straining to examine seed heads whizzing by in a roadside field. “No, that’s wheat,” he’d say.

Like most farmers, his dad (who was honest to god named Elmo and is the only Elmo in the world we recognize in this family) sold all the wheat they produced into the commodities market. The family had but a five-gallon bucket for themselves at harvest’s end. His mother, Jean, cooked those wheat berries for breakfast as long as they lasted through the snow-filled seasons. They squeaked and popped between the boy Benjamin’s teeth, a hot breakfast for a lone farm kid up on that cold and windy plateau.

I recently bought a 25-pound bag of soft white wheat berries with the intention of grinding the flour to bake the girls’ lunch bread I swore I’d start making faithfully. But I’m blocked, a bread baker with apprehensions about milling. I guess I’ve studied too much flour science to believe that it could actually be that simple.

So, the brown bulk sits in storage while I repeatedly buy small bags of professionally milled flours from Wheat Montana and Shepherd’s Grain for my renewed efforts at baking bread.

As for those wheat berries, I’ve recently become hooked on boiling them up in my pressure cooker instead. They are a real lifesaver at lunchtime, especially if, like me, you’re avoiding bready type lunches. (Paradoxical, isn’t it?)

You can take these berries in any direction, but I’m especially partial to today’s combination of ripe diced pear, chopped caramelized onions, walnuts, feta and the tiny beet greens Benjamin and I picked off our crop of beets last weekend just before storing them. (With all that flavor going on already in the bowl, I just splashed in red wine vinegar, avocado oil with salt and pepper and tossed.)

The wheat berries squeaked and popped between my teeth. I could not get enough.

Next school day I’m going to boil up a pot of them for our girls to warm themselves up on with maple syrup and milk. Just like their dad did. I’m guessing he’ll have a few farm stories to tell them.

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Fire-Roasted Tomatoes http://lynnecurry.com/2013/10/fire-roasted-tomatoes/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=fire-roasted-tomatoes http://lynnecurry.com/2013/10/fire-roasted-tomatoes/#comments Thu, 03 Oct 2013 21:26:15 +0000 http://lynnecurry.com/?p=2561 When you smell the tomatoes wafting from the oven, take a peek. They're doing just fine bubbling in the oil and their own liquid. Let them be.

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While the tomatoes roast, your future begins.
Fire-Roasted Tomatoes

How you get back on when you’ve fallen off the wagon (of anything you’ve resolved to do or not do) and you want to get back on?

How do you attack that stack in your inbox? Those ever-loving receipts & invoices? The tree debris in your yard? Your bucket list?

How do you resolve to take it one baby step at a time but in your heart you believe it’s better to leap?

So all you want to do is read your backlog of New Yorkers–or catch up with Top Chef, all the way back to season 3–just give up or check out?

When you believe that now, with the kids in school, you’ll get so much more done, but don’t?

When self-acceptance and guilt are in a silent power struggle?

All the while, those tomatoes are waiting ever so patiently on your counter. But they will not last much longer.

This is the part that will ease you into all the rest: Turn on the oven to 400 degrees F. Plop those tomatoes (stems and rotten parts cut out) into your largest roasting pan and pour over 3 glugs of olive oil with a generous sprinkling of your favorite salt. Tuck in a few sprigs of thyme and whole garlic cloves.

Put them in the oven. Do not set the timer. Select one of your tasks or resolutions and begin it in any way you can.

When you smell the tomatoes wafting from the oven, take a peek. They’re doing just fine bubbling in the oil and their own liquid. Let them be until their skins begin to blacken.

It is only time to take them out when all of them are as wrinkled as your hands will be when you are old. When you don’t have as many choices or opportunities as you do in this very moment.

Puree them into a soup, toss them with pasta. Freeze them or can them in pint jars.

There, that job is done. Everything is possible.

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Dinner 911: Just Grill It! http://lynnecurry.com/2013/07/grilled-figs-and-bread/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=grilled-figs-and-bread http://lynnecurry.com/2013/07/grilled-figs-and-bread/#comments Wed, 24 Jul 2013 19:37:52 +0000 http://lynnecurry.com/?p=2501 It is definitely too hot to cook! What to do? Take it outside and grill every last bit of your next meal, like this fig, goat cheese and toast appetizer.

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Oh honey, I know it’s too hot to cook.
Grilled Figs

It is 83 degrees and feels like 400. Convection.

You are on vacation. You are working overtime. You have deadlines.

You have children or house guests. You wish you were somebody’s guest.

Somebody with central air. Or a seaside home with a steady breeze.

Or a walk-in refrigerator.

Outfitted with a lounge chair.

And yet.

You have cravings. There are mouths to feed.

The day is leaning to evening and you must, despite the heat

eat.

Whatever it is, whatever you have on hand

Grill it.

All of it, like this:

Man Your Own Grill2

If you are a beginning griller, read this first. For moral support. I’ve got your back.

Grilled Figs & Bread

On a steamy July night, I’m inclined to call this dinner. Or, serve it as a first course while the rest of the meal is grilling.

  1. Preheat your grill to medium-high heat (400 degrees or so). Scrape the grill grate well.
  2. Make a balsamic vinaigrette with 2 parts extra-virgin olive oil to 1 part good-quality balsamic vinegar. Add a clove of garlic and a teaspoon of tamari, plus any tender fresh herbs you have on hand, finely chopped.
  3. Bring a log of goat cheese to room temperature. Slice ripe figs in half and brush with the vinaigrette.Slice a loaf of ciabatta and brush it on both sides with olive oil.
  4. Grill the figs on the cut side until the sugars begins to brown along the grate. Use tongs to remove them to a platter.Grill the bread until nicely toasted and transfer to the platter alongside the figs with the goat cheese. Drizzle the figs with more of the vinaigrette.
  5. To serve spread the toasts with goat cheese and top with the figs, Drizzling more of the vinaigrette on to taste. (Reserve any remaining vinaigrette for a salad dressing.)

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Great Scapes http://lynnecurry.com/2013/07/great-scapes/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=great-scapes http://lynnecurry.com/2013/07/great-scapes/#comments Sun, 14 Jul 2013 14:11:20 +0000 http://lynnecurry.com/?p=2528 Here's the best way to eat scape pesto: grill your pizza, spread on the pesto while it's still hot and wrap it around tossed fresh salad greens.

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The trouble with too many scapes.
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I am up to my eyebrows in garlic scapes. They are coming out of my ears.

I’m surprised to have the opportunity to say this. And I appreciate the generosity of everyone who has proffered the flowering shoots from their garlic plants. But I can honestly say that I have a bounty. I’m not the only one: a sign on the highway reads “Garlic scapes $3 per dozen.”

Strangely, this is the year I, myself, did not produce any scapes. Rather, I should say that the garlic cloves I planted last fall that overwintered in my garden bed did not sent out the twisting coils of green goodness. As the bags of garlic scapes landed on my doorstep in bags and arrived in my CSA box, I began to worry. Were my garlic bulbs doing okay? Were they rotting in the ground? Why, oh why, did I have four pounds of scapes but none of my own?

I pondered the problem through rounds of garlic scape pesto until last evening I could not take the suspense any longer. In my garden I selected the largest stalk of the bunch and pulled, fearing the worst. Rot. Instead, I unearthed a plump and healthy fully formed head of garlic. Baby garlic born! I thought of women who didn’t know they were pregnant and out popped a baby. Here I, the naive gardener, pulled out another bulb and wiped the moist soil from the roots. Not rotted at all, but firm and so very fragrant. Lovingly, I put them in a safe place to dry and cure for winter.

Now, back to using all those marvelous scapes. I love them for their whimsical form, the lovely scent, for being nature’s reminder that what is useful is beautiful. And how in nature, nothing is wasted.Let’s all imitate nature.

I used to chop the scapes and saute them, but like so many others I’ve discovered how it makes the most wonderful pesto. It’s a sauce for grilled steak, boiled potatoes or parpadelle. A dip for all those breakfast radishes we need to eat and the first carrots of the season. Benjamin licked some right off the spoon.

Here’s the best way to eat garlic scape pesto so far: grill your pizza, spread on the pesto while it’s still hot and wrap it around tossed fresh salad greens.

The secret, I think, to using scapes well is to puree those scapes and to blend their garlicky essence into other ingredients. This is better, to me, than chewing them whole and cooked in a quiche or stir-fry where their pungency can burn a bit.

I took those bundles of curling shoots, holding one another like a barrel of monkeys and I stuffed my food processor full. I turned on the machine and waited for them to give in. The girls walked into the kitchen holding their ears. It did take a while for those sturdy scapes to grind down into something resembling a smooth paste. Into jars they are going for another season when I am not so flush. I will make them into more pesto and soup, dip and dressing.

I will marry them with cloves from those garlic bulbs, the beginning and the end of a single cycle.

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Strawberries: Local or organic? http://lynnecurry.com/2013/06/strawberries-local-or-organic/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=strawberries-local-or-organic http://lynnecurry.com/2013/06/strawberries-local-or-organic/#comments Fri, 28 Jun 2013 04:41:37 +0000 http://lynnecurry.com/?p=2463 My girls will eat strawberries anytime, anywhere from any source. Just like kids everywhere. What are we really feeding them all, I wonder.

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What do you choose when you can’t have the perfect strawberry?
Strawberry

Knees in the dirt and head high in strawberry leaves, Molly and I spent one June morning two years back picking and eating, picking and eating garden strawberries until our bellies and baskets were full. It’s one of those blissful memories I’d pay to relive—from the smell of the straw mulch to the pink stains on my legs to the fragrant, sun-warmed berries in my mouth.

The fact of the matter is my girls will eat strawberries anytime, anywhere from any source. Just like all the kids we know, and I suppose, kids everywhere.

And so, the berries we most often eat from May on are not homegrown. They are not ideal, these supermarket strawberries. Big and firm with white and strangely hollow insides. We give them credit for simply hinting at the flavors of a true, jewel-like strawberry plucked off the stem.

What really troubles me is what I cannot see or taste or detect in any way: pesticides. Now, you’d think that buying organic strawberries would avoid the problem altogether. Truth is, large-scale commercial growers of strawberries rely on plant stock treated with fumigants and synthetic pesticides and are still approved by the USDA’s National Organic Program.

Whenever I buy a plastic container of California organic strawberries, I wonder what I’m really feeding my daughters. Are they real or fake organic? Are they more toxic or nutritious? Are they good for the soil, for the bees, for our bodies, for the planters and the pickers?

I wish that I felt as certain about the goodness of those strawberries as I did on that June day gorging with my first-born in a friend’s field. I could not see her over the plants on the next row, the sun was scorching hot enough to burn her tender skin and there were rattlesnakes nearby. Still, I knew for certain that she, stuffing herself silly with summer’s first berry, was completely and perfectly safe.

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