January 2009


For you fans of the hard stuff (in responsible quantities, of course), we now have our very own source here in Vermillion.  Still 173, operated by our own Nate Brady (formerly known in farmers market circles as the chicken man until the chickens got into his wife’s garden), offers vodka and light and dark rum.

I sampled all three at Valiant Vineyards Great Dakota Wine Fest last fall, and was impressed.  My favorite was the dark rum, a real sippin’ liquor with a nice oaky finish.  I also tried a rum and Coke with the light rum and found it a real knock out, pun intended.

Not being a fan of vodka (though I am using some to create my own chokecherry liqueur), I’ll leave that for others to judge.

So stop down to Vermillion Liquor (or the winery, where it is available by the glass or bottle) and check out some prime hometown booze.

Knee-deep in composition drafts these last couple of days, so I pulled out the crockpot yesterday, browned some of the last of last year’s quarter of grass-fed steer, rendered some very lean local bacon, then added spices, homegrown tomato sauce, can of pinto beans, local onions and peppers, etc. and dumped everything in the crockpot for a chili dinner.

It was fabulous!  I’ve started adding a little cinnamon to my last few batches of chili, and it really deepens and enriches the flavor (a little smoky chipotle helps, too).  We both ate a couple bowls last night with bread and cheese, and this morning there was only one little bowl left.

Knowing that wouldn’t be enough for both of our lunches, I started up the saute pan and made chili-cheese omelets for breakfast.  Afterward, in a state of glorious satiation, I started thinking about how many animal products we’d just consumed: beef, bacon, butter (for the pan), eggs, milk (to make the omelets fluffy), and cheese.

I’m thinking tonight’s dinner should probably be a bit lighter.  Just meditating on the amount of saturated fat (even given the leanness of the beef and bacon) in that meal is enough to make my heart hurt.

But it sure was tasty.

Slow internet today is making me crazy.  It’s taking about five minutes even to load an e-mail, never mind respond to it.  This means I’ll be working late into the evening, hoping the series of tubes clears out a bit.  One of the occupational hazards of teaching online, I guess.

So, I’ve been doing other small errands–a mailing to some of my CSA and market customers, some time on the treadmill, making a second seed order through Johnny’s Selected Seeds.  They are one of my main suppliers for seed, though my need to order decreases slightly every year as I save more and more of my own seed, overwinter certain cold-hardy crops, and work toward a higher level of sustainability.

Today’s order was mostly cool-weather crops–spinach, sugar snap peas, some pointy-headed cabbage, bok choy.  I didn’t grow bok choy last year for some reason I can’t remember, but the year before I had the most gorgeous big heads of the stuff.  I am back to ordering the baby bok choy again this year because they have a great flavor and are slightly less intimidating for small households and people who haven’t tried it before.

This year I am going to grow Super Sugar Snap instead of the old daddy Sugar Snap peas.  Super Sugar is open-pollinated as well, supposedly “improved” (though I’ll be the judge of that in my garden), less susceptible to powdery mildew (which is what always takes out the Sugar Snaps), and is not as tall.

That’s nice because I generally have to lash the six or seven foot Sugar Snap vines to the trellis and they still out grow it, cascading down and generally flopping all over the place, which makes them harder to pick efficiently.  I don’t mind so much, really–that’s their nature, but I figure I’ll try Super Sugar this year and decide if I want to stay with that or go back to the old favorite.

Well, it’s about time to take Vega down to the dog park and then off to yoga.  Hopefully I can actually get some course work done this evening.

If the Midwest is America’s (and the world’s) Bread Basket, the San Joaquin Valley of Southern California is the nation’s and the world’s fruit, nut, and vegetable source.  Eighty percent of the world’s almond crop is produced there.  Almost every head of lettuce and virtually all those tomatoes and cukes, and carrots, not to mention grapes and sugar beets–almost a quarter of the nation’s agriculture production comes from that valley.

And that valley is running out of water.

…rationing has already become a way of life in the San Joaquin Valley, where agriculture interests have enjoyed bountiful, cheap water for decades. The effects are most telling on the west side, where once-fertile land growing lettuce and tomatoes is now being abandoned. Some fruit and nut orchards are being ripped out.[Gardner, Michael. "Farmers feel squeeze, which could worsen." San Diego Union-Tribune. 25 Jan 2009]

What happens to grocery store prices when farms in California go dry?

Consumers won’t be immune either. Another year of idle fields and dry cattle pastures could lead to an increase in prices at the grocery store. A more long-term fear, growers say, is that food companies will turn to foreign suppliers if they cannot count on California growers to deliver a steady stream of goods, from tomatoes for pasta sauce to almonds for cookies.

Making matters worse: Cities and farmers may not be able to readily turn to once-reliable standbys for additional supply – reservoirs, transfers and groundwater – to bail them out. Just about every major reservoir in California is less than half full, and most are hovering around one-third of capacity.

The drought is also causing massive layoffs of farm workers, some of the nation’s poorest-paid workers:

MENDOTA, Calif.—Idled farm workers are searching for food in the nation’s most prolific agricultural region, where a double blow of drought and a court-ordered cutback of water supplies has caused hundreds of millions of dollars in losses.

This bedraggled town is struggling with an unemployment rate that city officials say is 40 percent and rising. This month, 600 farm families depleted the cupboards of the local food bank, which turned away families—more than 100 of them—for the first time.

“We’re supposed to supply the world,” said Mendota Mayor Robert Silva, “and people are starving.”

The state’s most dire water shortage in three decades is expected to erase more than 55,000 jobs across the fertile San Joaquin Valley by summer and drive up food prices across the nation, university economists predict. [Cone, Tracy. "Drought means workers hungry is U.S. produce capital." AP/San Jose Mercury News. 12 Dec. 2008.]

It might be a very good time to start planning that garden.

We’ll start leasing Community Garden plots on February 17 at our community-wide Seed Swap event at 7:15pm in the Vermillion Public Library Community Room. You can pick up some seeds, advice, and perhaps a little peace of mind, and you can meet other gardeners or wannabe gardeners.

I’m not much of a rummage-saler, since during the rummage sale season I’m usually busy in the gardens, but I did manage to pick up this little treasure at the Arts Council rummage this morning.

izaac-walton-patch

I think this patch would look sweet on the arm of my biker jacket if I can find a good needle to break through that heavy leather.

Prices are marked pretty low–I offered a buck for this patch, and I think they thought I was paying too much.  It’s for a good cause, though, and it’s definitely worth a dollar to me.

There’s other cool stuff down there, including an old 3×5″ manual printing press and some handmade bowls left over from last year’s VAAC Soup Supper.  But funds are tight, so the patch was enough for me.

The sale goes until two this afternoon, so head down, find cool stuff, and support the arts in the Vermillion area.

National Partnership just sent out an e-mail celebrating President Obama’s rescinding of Bush’s global gag rule:

The global gag rule denied U.S. family planning funds to foreign NGOs (non-governmental organizations) that use their own private, non-U.S. dollars to counsel women, make referrals for abortion, or perform abortions. It even denied U.S. funds to NGOs that expressed support for laws to make abortion safe and legal.

Now that’s some change I can believe in.  We’re not giving money to provide abortions, but we ought not deny funds to organizations that provide good and complete family planning and emergency contraceptive information for women all over the world–especially in places where rape is often used as a weapon of war.

Washington Street Arts Center

Washington Street Arts Center

The Vermillion Area Arts Council is holding a rummage sale to raise funds for programming and building maintenance on Saturday, January 24 from 9 a.m. to 2 p.m. at the Washington Street Arts Center, 202 Washington Street, Vermillion.

If you have any items to donate for the rummage, give them a call at 675-9053, or bring the items before 9 a.m. Saturday.

I have been working with Dakota Rural Action on implementing a program to get more individuals and families growing and producing here in eastern South Dakota.

The Farm Beginnings program, developed by the Land Stewardship Project, includes classes, mentorship, and farm tours/skill lessons to help beginning farmers learn how to get growing/producing, and focuses on sustainability and profitability in farm enterprises.

We talk a lot about how difficult it is for young people (or even not-so-young people) to transition into farming.  This is one method that has proven successful in other states where it has been implemented.

I have been drafting a letter to my past CSA members and farmers market customers asking for support.  While I don’t make a habit of using my mailing list to solicit donations, Farm Beginnings is a program that could really make a diffference in the number of sustainable family farms and the availability of local food in our region.

Well, of course we’ve been working all along, right?

I keep re-watching that Pete Seeger/Tao Rodriguez/Bruce Springsteen video in my last post.  If you haven’t watched it, you should.  I think I want to adopt Pete Seeger as my new grandpa.  His performance makes me chuckle with delight.

Other than that, I’m working on classes–repsonding to posts and making sure everyone submits in open document formats (USD has a contract with Microsoft–meaning everything that comes out of there now is in proprietary formats unless the person thinks to convert).

That whole deal makes me crazy–um, we could all be using Open Office for FREE!  How about that for cutting costs?  Everyone else in the world has figured out Bill Gates doesn’t own the internet, but we haven’t.  Wonder how many people could be employed or stay employed by the state if we weren’t shelling out for that ridiculous contract.

Speaking of contracts, I’m also looking through the USDA application to accept food stamps–the print version.  If you’re a farmers market, you pretty much have to use the print version even though they are kind of grumpy about sending it out (phone: 877-823-4369 to get one).

And whaddayaknow?  It even says on the print instructions to skip down to question 11 if you’re a non-profit/cooperative.  In the online version, if you skip anything, you can’t even get to the next page.  But now that I look through the application, it’s pretty straightforward.  I’m going to meet with some of the farmers market board this weekend (and separately with everyone who can’t make it then), and then it’ll be time to get it in the mail.

Then the heavy grant work begins.  It’s kind of exciting to work through this process, but I’m also hankering to work my hands in a little soil.  While it’ll be in the 40s today, it will be a couple months before the ground can be worked.  So paperwork it is!

Sing it, America!  Pete’ll give you the words…

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