Author: chris
Pizza Night at the Farm
Sunday is often "Pizza Night" at our house, usually because we are out and about doing chores and such and the last thing I want to think about after a busy week with 2 farmers markets in a row (Friday in Goshen, Saturday in Ringwood) is planning a big meal. So, I don't. This Sunday, however, we did not get take-out from our favorite place (Village Pizza, Goshen.... Sal is the sweetest man and loves our swiss chard!). Fletch and I delivered some produce to Adams Fairacre Farms in Newburgh and we kinda shopped around. I saw some pizza dough...Read More
Sorry, Charlie
Sometimes tuna just doesn't cut it. I mean, sure... it was great when your mom made you a tuna salad sandwich on white toast when you were home {faking being} sick and were cuddled up on the couch drinking tea and watching Phil Donohue. What? You didn't fake being sick? I had a cot with my name on it in the nurse's office at school. Gym class was to be avoided at all costs. That one episode of Little House on the Prairie when Walnut Grove had an outbreak of typhoid? I started checking my temperature hourly. And when...Read More
Pulling Pigtails, plus Gluten-Free Lemon Cornmeal Cookies
Last week I had to take my baby boy to the optometrist. His pediatrician told me several months back that his vision screening was 'borderline'. Now I've got a Madonna earworm. And my kid has glasses. I kinda figured as much, considering I've worn glasses since first grade. They were pink and little and oh, so cute. His are fancy Adidas frames and he looks adorable. Apparently I'm not the only one who thinks so, either. He got off the bus in a sour mood the other day. Sometimes I take my time and treat him gently to coax it...Read More
Didja hear the one about the fresh mozzarella?
He was two-timing the tomatoes with <gasp> Roasted Peppers! Yeah, I know, I KNOW! Vine-ripened tomatoes, fresh mozzarella and basil compose the quintessential summer salad. But sometimes a girl gets a little tired of tomatoes. Lest lightning strike me dead in my roll-y desk chair, I will admit that I LOVE TOMATOES. I prefer heirlooms, specifically our signature Polish Plum, fresh and still sun-warmed from the field. I also like a tomato that's been sitting on my counter for a week, even if I have to cut away a third of it because it rotted. Whatever. It's August (or September,...Read More
Lemon Ricotta Bars (with Goat’s Milk Ricotta)
Holy cow. We started markets this week. It was hot. REALLY hot. I drank a lot of water, lemonade. and iced coffee and saw a ridiculous number of smiling faces - all of them thrilled that we are back and selling lots of fabulous local produce. Many sincere thanks to those who remembered and mentioned the hardships we endured last summer with the massive, devastating floods. It was nice to hear the praise and admiration, not that it was expected or even deserved. We did what we had to do and we got through it. Anyone faced with similar...Read More