6 posts tagged “food”

Horn of plenty

The closet to me isn't so close for a member of this organization but then again, our organic garden is about 40 feet from where I'm sitting.  For townies, this may be an option.  There are others, as mentioned, because a friend of mine used to get a box of organic produce (grab-bag, you got whatever you got) delivered to her house weekly for about $30.  That was about ten years ago but she did it just to get good fresh produce that wasn't picked too early and shipped thousands of miles.  You'll get fresh and local, whether or not you care about organic or family farms.

It's a win-win but of course, check them out before handing over your hard-earned cash.

Old Skool

This recipe looks a lot like how I remember baking muffins using Cream of Wheat (this calls for wheat bran and I think C.O.W. is the whole wheat-berry ground up but what do I know?) as a kid.  I sure as hell didn't use a cup of sugar; I remember raisins sweetening it and I think it was more like 3/4 C raisins (blanched), not 1/2 C.

Ah, well.  I learned by watching and doing so, you know how we all tweak things.  A nice thing to add is about 1/2 of a mushy banana, too.  The sweeter, the tastier, perhaps.  My mother wasn't big on allowing anything sweet to be had, if possible.  We never had desserts but if you could bake something that was half-way not sweetened, she let that slide.  Raisins were my friend!

My t-shirts are looking gross so, I bought a couple of "Farm Aid" t-shirts to replace. -yes I made sure they were American-made and printed...I'll just hope they're from cotton grown in the US by some relatives but who's kidding whom? I had one that says "stop factory farming" from a different org.  One where you can adopt farm animals that were "liberated" from places that neglected them.  Farm aid is for family farmers and I noticed one thing, after perusing their site, I came up with jack-shit for MO.  They help IL and IA but not us?  Meh.  Anyway, maybe nobody kicks in much from MO.  Sadly, MO is home to plenty factory farms : (

Grey-green

I'm not so much into it from the "PETA" side as I am for health/ hygiene/ food source and "small company" vs. large corporation side.  I'm a farmer's daughter, niece and granddaughter.  Several uncles ran family farms (as their #1 income) and the only money I made prior to working "out" in the world (at 15 at a DQ some 30 miles from my home as it was the closest place to get a job back then) was through buying a couple of calves in early spring and caring for them until autumn when I sold them at sale barn.  I made very little if you look at the work put in, special medical things (not often but they can arise), extra food beyond pasture-grazing?  Let's say $200 for 9 months of work and then you take out the extra expenses means NOT a big profit. And so it goes for people who can only run 200 head compared to factory farms that over-medicate, feed animals other animals ground up, have unsanitary conditions, the animals are held in cages and never roam or graze or breath fresh air...This is something I have first-hand experience with and it means a lot to me.  -I'm watching, note the lovely furrow-wrinkle I'm developing? 

It can be different but it means consumers MUST buy from "farmer's markets" where they've investigated the farms where the meat comes from, etc.  It's work.  People just want to have some hamburger helper but they're poisoning themselves and their children with bad meat all the while supporting a system of corporate welfare.

I've heard what's economically "wrong" with family farms vs. factory farms.  I guess it's all about profit.  In short (and with my understanding because I'm obviously not of this opinion), it would be like setting us back to pre-Industrial Revolution days.  That wasn't so good for a lot of folks.  My family, on the other hand did just fine what with growing our own food...My mother's family didn't do quite as well as they didn't grow their own.  They did things like renting out the front porch to itinerant workers as a place to sleep (boards under their backs and a roof between them and the sky) or opening up the "front room" as a diner.  Hey, you're cooking anyway, may as well feed anybody with money and a rumble in their bellies.  Being Jewish, they also did mitzvahs of feeding those who couldn't pay but requested those who could work to do a little something, even if it was only sweeping the front porch whilst those workers were away for the day or shelling hully-pods.

I'm not looking at spreadsheets.  History is written by the victor, so you'll excuse my jaded view of stats codified by those who choose to dole out checks to massive multi-national corporations that have been shifting manpower away from the US to other countries and selling the same products to other countries at lower rates than they sell to us.  When said companies receive these checks (or incentives as "relief" from paying taxes on all that land, all that caged meat, all that property), do you think they put it right into their megalofarms?

No.  They put it in the golden parachute fund for their CEO in case they need to give him the boot in 6 months because he was caught doing insider-trading or fiddling with a fourteen year old.  They send it abroad to lease more land to hire more workers there -- these companies are diversified.  They aren't just infecting meat here, they're making paper in Germany, too.

Do not tell me that the factory farms are better-investigated because we all know that's bullshit.  Pardon the pun.

I get uppity about family farms.  It's emotionally wrenching.  My countryside is being chopped apart to build "new little cities" (urban sprawl) for people who are indebted for everything they "own" when a nice little fixer-upper was to be had in a city that was made grand by their grandparents.  "Use it up, use it up!  Indebt ourselves to pay corporations for the privilege of their shoddy goods!"  Apparently, this is the New American Dream.
-and the old way is going the way of the dinosaurs and I'm but a wooly mammoth caught chewing my cud...they'll study me one day.  I mean aliens because I'm just the first to go.

As prep continues for our Christmas/ Whatever Winter Holiday/ Merry Ho-Ho Party, I've decorated (not exactly Laura Ashley; does saying that date me?) and cooked what everyone asks when invited to my party, "Are you making chili?"

Yup.

MT's best-loved chili