Figuring out first-hand food
Moral philosophy is a sticky wicket. While going through life behaving well isn’t so hard – most moral choices are straightforward – it’s very difficult to reduce “behaving well” to first principles. In general, I’d say I’m a greatest-good-for-the-greatest-number kind of girl, but I fully acknowledge the difficulty of such a far-reaching and enigmatic calculation. [...]
I have made a startling discovery. Okay, it’s Kevin who made it, but I think our being the proverbial one flesh entitles me to take credit for his discoveries. It all started when Al and Christl went out of town. Starving regulars will know that Al and Christl are gardeners. Excellent gardeners. I’ve been on [...]
When I first bought my apartment in New York, some fifteen years ago, I volunteered to sit on the board of the condo building. I figured it would be a good way to meet the people who lived in the other 149 apartments, get a handle on what was important to our little community, and [...]
I’ve made some good trades in my day. I routinely trade shellfish, smoked bluefish, and eggs for my friend Christl’s expertly grown vegetable seedlings. We got venison in return for the use of one our shotguns, and a bottle of wine for a half-peck of clams. I’ve gotten raspberries in return for chicken poop. But [...]
Yesterday morning I made the rounds, delivering packages of our home-caught, home-smoked bluefish to some of our friends. Three stops: Amanda, Doug and Dianne, Al and Christl. I was feeling all salty and heroic, bestowing little bags of beautiful peppered fillets on a few of our favorite people. Hah! The tables were turned. Here’s a [...]
Our introduction to our plumber’s sportsman side came when he installed a tankless water heater for us, about a year and a half ago. We’d only had the house for a few months when the seventies-era water heater, which we’d been warned about during the home inspection, crapped out. Enter Bob, the plumber recommended by [...]
I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating. If you’re going to start procuring your own food, you need friends like Al and Christl. Al and Christl are the best gardeners we know. We’ve had their asparagus, kale, garlic chives, strawberries, blackberries, rhubarb, and tomatoes, and they’ve all been beautiful specimens of their kind, and [...]
The other day, I was forced to be a jerk. It was the day we picked up our chicks. Cape Cod Feed and Supply opens at 8:00 AM, and we were told to get there early, as the chicks sold out quickly. We were the first ones there, at 7:45. By the time the store [...]
Kevin’s wanted chickens almost since the day we moved here, but it’s taken me a while to come ‘round. We don’t eat that many eggs – maybe two dozen a month, which is a little more than the output of one hen. If you’re going to keep chickens, you need at least four, so we’d [...]
Tamar Haspel has been writing about food and health for over a decade. She recently moved from Manhattan to Cape Cod. She’s adjusting well. [Read More …]
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