Sunday, October 31, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
1/2 pint (250ml) double/heavy cream (can get local, but didn't have any yet...)
4 oz (100g) sugar or caster sugar (LOCAL!)
1 vanilla pod (scored down the middle) (probably not local)
Ok. As per instructions: Carefully remove the vanilla pod from the pan of milk and scrape out the seeds into the milk. Pour the milk into the mixture of egg yolks and sugar whilst stirring.
Pour the mixture back into the bowl (not the pan like the instructions state) and heat gently over the double boiler, stirring until the custard thickens - DO NOT BRING TO THE BOIL OR IT WILL PROBABLY CURDLE. <----see, this wouldn't happen if you'd just use the gosh darned double boiler.
I let it heat up for about 5 minutes. Instructions state that when the spoon gets a thin film over the back of it then it is done. Well, the mix is so thick already that it immediately has that film, so I just let it cook for a bit.
When you feel like it (after at least 5 minutes, folks), remove the bowl from the double boiler and let it sit on the counter for awhile. I put it on a trivet and then a cookie rack to speed up the process of cooling it.
When cool, pour into a large, wide container. I think this is to optimize the cooling/crystalization process.
Here comes the important part: you gotta stick around for 2-3 hours for this to work. Cuz after every 30 minutes, you have to whisk/immersion blend/stir that ice cream to break up the crystals. This is key to the smoothness.
Dave rating: 3/5 stars. He said I got docked stars for being cocky.
Friday, October 8, 2010
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Pre-heat oven to 425 degrees.
I trimmed off the beet greens and set them aside. Left about 1" of stem attached to the beets.
Popped the greens into a plastic bag (or other container) with a dry paper towel and refrigerate. They taste like lettuce so it makes a great salad base.
Rinsed and scrubbed the beets like I normally do with a potato. They bleed bright magneta so... don't wear white.
Lined a 9x13" glass baking dish with aluminum foil and sprayed with a bit of non-stick spray, then chucked in the beets.
Drizzle ~2 tablespoons of olive oil over the beets, along with pepper and salt.
- Covered tightly with foil and put in over for an hour.
- Have some blueberry pancakes.
P.S. I have no idea what is going on with the odd bullets. Chalk it up to an eccentric artistic flair.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
100% local. Even the ice.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
1/2 teaspoon salt
- Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
- In a large bowl, stir together the butter, white sugar and brown sugar until smooth. Mix in eggs one at a time, then stir in the vanilla. Combine the flour, baking soda and salt; stir into the batter just until blended, then mix in the chocolate chips so they are evenly distributed. Drop cookies by heaping teaspoonfuls onto ungreased cookie sheets spacing 2 inches apart.
The true test, both with overall cookie goodness AND whether or not the use of beet sugar and local flour made a difference, lay in Dave's tummy.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Inside, the classic bright sunshine of a Colorado morning was pouring into the space. Vendors were still setting up goods:
But Terri had all her goodies out, including cookie mixes, flours, the sugar, and flour tortilla mix (which I purchase on a whim; we'll have to show you the pics of that in another post - we had the best tacos that night!):
She was a bit frazzled this morning so I didn't want to bug her for a shot or anything. She was doing a charity pancake thing (I had one: delish!):
- There were meat merchants (didn't go by them; not in the market for meat at the moment)
- I tried raw milk (tastes like, well, milk) at the Windsor Dairy area. Windsor also had cheeses and eggs; all nice but not sure if I want to buy a share in dairy yet.
- Stopped by Ginger's Gourmet (they sell canned goods) and picked up Ass Kickin' Salsa (we had them with the tacos; great fresh taste).
- The Spice Guys supplied me with some really good pepper sauces that Dave and I like to eat. None of the Spice Guys were selling locally cultivated spices, but all of the goods they make are done in Colorado.
- Then I tried some raw food action at the Living Fuel booth. Good eats, but they are more "raw" than "local". Didn't buy anything but definitely got some good ideas. Check out the raw chili and raw apple crisp I sampled:
There were bread, fresh veggies, and pasta. Papardelle's got my business again; this time we're going to try their buffalo ravioli.
Friday, September 17, 2010
- 8 eggs (we had a dozen to be used prior to the local farm purchase)
- 1 tsp. of dried basil. We also added garlic powder.
- 2 T. of olive oil
- 1 cup of frozen whole kernal corn or cut fresh corn (we had frozen on hand)
- 1/2 cup chopped zucchini (from the Mulsoff garden)
- 1/3 cup thinly sliced green onions (3) (Colorado grown!)
- 3/4 cup chopped plum tomatoes (from grocery store, none really left in the garden)
- 1/2 cup shredded cheddar cheese - feel free to use more. We did.
- Plus anything you may have left from your garden. We popped in a chopped banana pepper and a jalapeno. <--- not sure how to get the tilda above the "n"
Chop your veggies:
Sprinkle with cheese. Place skillet (broiler proof!) under broiler 4-5 inches from heat. Broil 1-2 minutes or till top is just set (I did it a little longer because of how much raw egg I still had up top. Maybe 3-4 minutes?). Makes 4 servings.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Time Line for Lori's Trip to farm behind Blue Barn Products:
6:00 p.m.: Lori arrives home from work. Notes that Dave and the pups are out on their daily walk, so she goes upstairs to change into gym clothes. Wednesday is gym night*, after all.
6:20 p.m.: Dave and Lori sit down to a nice dinner of Subway. Eat fresh.
6:35 p.m.: Lori jots down the directions to the farm supplied by Roxie and phone numbers, just in case for some unthinkable reason Tom-Tom decides to lead Lori astray. Roxie's directions indicate that the farm is a mere 30 minutes away.
6:39 p.m.: Lori calls Roxie to let her know that she's finally on her way. She also plugs in Tom-Tom and puts in the address. Tom-Tom says the trip takes 48 minutes. Lori should have realized that this was a warning sign.
7:00 p.m.: Lori wonders why Tom-Tom is losing satellites after every hill. She also wonders if she really should be on a dirt road yet. Tom-Tom and Lori start to bicker.
7:10 p.m.: Tom-Tom tells her that CO RD 29 is the next left hand turn. However, much to her dismay and Tom-Tom's continued denial, the next left hand turn is to a cattle farm clearly labeled as Private Property. Lori curses Tom-Tom and tries to call Roxie to admit defeat. Alas, Murphy's Law is not yet done: no signal.
7:20 p.m.: Lori found a paved road she sort of recognizes and heads west. Tom-Tom sulks in silence.
7:23 p.m.: Lori recognizes that the road she is approaching is Hilltop. It dawns on her that she was on the right road. Heading in the wrong direction.
7:25 p.m.: Lori calls Roxie with the update and hopes Roxie will still be up and about at 8 p.m.***********************************************************************************
Meeting the Blue Barn Family
I arrive late but sound to the father and son of the farm waiting for me in the driveway. Mike and Corey were very cool about me invading their farm in the darkness, and they were perfect gentlemen.
Then I saw my guide for the night: Roxie. They all shook my hands, all with welcoming smiles on their faces. I knew this was going to be fun.
Looking down at my shoes, she asked if I wanted booties. You know: for the chicken poop. I suspected a journey through poopy pastures and so I did wear my nay-so-good shoes, and so I declined**.
And with that, she took me to the barn. There I met the farm cat that was nursing a ton of absolutely adorable kittens. It was at this time that I realized that I forgot my camera. So please click on the link to explore this farm; I actually got to meet the goats and the chickens. :)
Goats a Go-Go
Next up: Annie, her daughter and the Mistress of Goat Milk. And cheese. I got to meet Tinkerbell whilst she was getting milked by Annie. Tinkerbell didn't seem to mind, and when I started asking questions (like: "So...do you just sort of yank it there or is there a twist?") both Annie and Roxie answered gladly.
Then I got to meet the rest of the goats, including Violet and Bailey. They were, in a word, mesmerizing. I couldn't stop staring at these floppy-eared, large-eyed, small deer sized animals. They seemed completely happy and serene; in fact the whole farm seemed like it. The kittens were scurrying around the barn, if they weren't suckling on their mom or visiting the goats. Violet came up to the gate and nuzzled Roxie's hand.
It is about at this time that I decide that I, too, want to have a goat farm. No, I haven't told Dave.
Chicken and the Eggs
Then Roxie takes me out time to see the chickens. They seemed much larger than my mom's back in Wisconsin when she had a flock. They had multiple breeds pecking around as well as some larger young ones that couldn't quite cluck yet. They were peeping in their coop, away from randy roosters.
One odd thing: since Tinkerbell is producing substandard milk in terms of taste (she's going to a new home as a pet soon), all her milk goes to the chickens. Roxie explains that it helps with their digestion, believe it or not! I saw it myself. In fact, I saw them drink with the neighbor's cat. I asked Roxie why the cat wasn't chasing the chickens. She said that her cats do; the neighbor's cat seems more interested in the free milk.
They send their chickens out for processing when the time comes (sooner for extra roosters than for the layers), so no chopping blocks or anything. I can't say I'm disappointed; I was forbidden to name my mother's chickens. I tend to get attached, I guess... *sheepish smile*
Anyway, I got to see their roosts, where they lay their eggs. I even got to shoo them into the coop for the night. I think I'm a natural!
Departure From The Pastures
I only came out to buy some eggs, but Annie and Roxie insisted on a free sample of goats milk and cheese AND soap. I'm a goat milk skeptic, but I'm not about to waste it. So I will get around to a sip or two. I can't thank them enough for their patience and generosity. I wish I had a transcript of my whole conversation because I asked so many questions and didn't think to write anything down. I was thinking more as a consumer and curious student of life rather than a reporter, I suppose.
These people are so sweet and nice that I can't wait until they can add me to their permanent line up for eggs (egg production is slowing down at the moment, but they expect the younger hens to start producing soon).Here are my prizes!
Soap! Rosemary Mint. It smells heavenly.
The eggs. I love the different colors; something all homey and comfy about multicolored eggs. Maybe because it reminds me of Easter?
Milk on the right and cheese on the left.
I'll be sure to report on the taste of all my new products. And another thank you to the Blue Barn family for giving me a tour of your place!