The post office was highly amused. There is nothing like a box of fuzzy chicks to ring in the Spring. There are a few rare breeds here. We ordered them for our neighbor who wants hens that lay green eggs. Maybe she wants green eggs and ham in the mornings? I can’t blame her. I would like green eggs and ham most mornings.
The highlights: Picking blueberries with a Kentucky farmer for a few hours and chatting about life…Eating tomato sandwiches in his kitchen… Watching the crowds swarm around his tomatoes at the Berea farmer’s market… Seeing hundreds of windmills spinning on the Kansas planes… Seeing the Kansas planes, especially during sunset… Eating Beer-Can Chicken in Denver… Strolling through the farmer’s markets there… Seeing the vineyards in the Colorado Rockies transition to the […]
There’s nothing like a bee swarm to get the day started. Here in Skejberg, Norway I’m with Hans-Otto at one of his hundreds of honey hives. He was a day late in visiting them and his bees swarmed. Swarming is what happens when the hives get too full of honey and eggs — the queen bee leaves the colony with a large group of worker bees and they start building […]
Tis the season for rhubarb. This is a rhubarb chutney recipe I developed while at Gramercy Tavern which we used on the spring cheese plate. You’ll notice that the sweet and sour components of the rhubarb bring out different qualities in the cheeses, flavors you don’t get when eating the cheese alone.
In 1973 Alan Benton, (the hog smoker) realized he’d made the wrong career choice as a college guidance counselor. He heard that his neighbor was selling his ham curing business, so he sat with him under a maple tree to see if he could take it over. Today he produces the best ham and bacon in the United States, an intoxicating combination of pork, salt, smoke, brown sugar, and time. […]
The Salami Maker from Bielle, Ugo Buzzio, came to New York City in 1930 from Piedmont, Italy with a knack for sausage making. His corner deli on 8th Avenue in New York City looks just like any other until you look a little closer and notice the men in white coats bustling in the back. The shop works in small batches, crafting products out of pure-bred heritage pork, tying by […]
Barbara Lake (the clotted butter lady) lives on a modest farm in Launceston, Cornwall with her mother in the 300-year-old house in which she was born. She keeps eleven cows, half Jerseys and half Guernseys, that produce milk with an exceptionally high fat content. A one-woman show, Lake milks her herd morning and evening, separates the cream from the milk and produces a warm yellow clotted cream, all from the […]
It’s 4:30am. I’m scarfing down banana, cereal and black coffee in preparation for turkey hunting. Freddie Black is on his way to pick me up. He’s the chairman of the Arkansas Game and Fish Commission, which down here is bigger than the President of the United States. Within a few minutes we’re riding along the levy of the Mississippi river in the pitch black, the truck stereo is crooning country […]