December 15, 2010 piggus pileus

you’ve never really seen a pig pile like this.  they scatter when i approach, so the photo isn’t representative, but believe me, fifty pigs of a rainbow variety of sizes and colors and personalities, lying one on top of another and trying to keep warm, is a memorable site to walk on in the woods.  it’s a good ol’ fashion pig pile. 

they have really been utilizing the hay we put out, and it seems to be making a big difference.  the newest piglets, and the new mama, have established their own side nest, and over the last few days we have added several feet of insulation surrounding them.  as you can see in the video yesterday, mama uses her nose and some grunts to keep the piglets in the warm zone she (we) created.

and then there’s this guy.  do you see him?  which one of these is not like the other one…

this runty little tamworth piglet, who is most likely between six to nine weeks older than our newborns, is holing up in the nest as well.  he’s smart i guess, and found himself a pretty cushy little spot. 


he’s a little weak, and has a minor cough, which i’m hoping is not something the piglet’s can catch.  the forecast claims tonight is the last viciously cold night (for now), so hopefully everyone will bounce back stronger and warmer on the other end.


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October 12, 2010 kitchen staff, farm staff

after several weeks without taking a day off, i found myself a bit burnt, and extremely tired.  rookie mistake, i know.  scheduling days off, after years of strictly knowing five on-two off, is a skill yet to be breached, but newly on my radar.  with no fuel in the tank, and a short, but important list of tasks, i looked elsewhere to find my motivation. 

luckily, it was everywhere.

with hundreds of plants to get in the ground—some for the restaurant to use in the coming months, and some to be over wintered—a few gents from the farm255 kitchen came out to lend a hand and get dirty.  over wintering is exactly what it sounds like—putting plants in the ground now to establish root structure, and allowing them to go dormant over the winter, so they’ll have that head start come the spring flush. 

these plants are babies, and are to be treated like such.  a wide range of factors could cause these plants to die in the coming week. 

another wave of inspiration came from a group of uga students who came out to lend a hand on sunday.  they were taking part in a global work day (over seven thousand gatherings held in almost two hundred countries) organized by 350.org, with a theme revolving around sustainable solutions. 

the event was held on ten/ten/oh ten, and it was exciting to be a part of.  although it was a sunday morning work day at the end of a long month, i had a smile on my face and was thankful for so many things.  first off, i was farming, which is a personal miracle in itself.  but second, to be able to host this work party of young students eager to be a part of what i am now entrenched in was both inspirational and encouraging.

feels good to be a part of something so good. 


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September 25, 2010 see ehn en

the three years before i began farming i was working on the floor of the new york stock exchange.  through the collapse of lehman brothers, the recession, the bail out—you know the story—i was working in the belly of the beast.  with my tie pulled tight i’d dodge reporters and protesters on my way past the security that surrounded the historic building.  cnbc filmed fifteen feet away from where i was working, all day every day.  on the closing bell, each day at four, the intrusive shine of a spotlight would hit me from the side as a camera man walked by, cruising for stock footage of monkeys slamming keys. 

after all this hooplah, i had to move to rural georgia and work on a farm to be interviewed by cnn.  amusing, no?

today we were visited on the farm by cnn editor/producer wes.  coincidentally, as completely random, not at all pre-meditated, totally innocent luck will have it, i just happened to be wearing a freshly pressed imhighoncooking t-shirt for the shoot. 

                       

wes is doing a piece on farm burger, farm255’s sister restaurant in decatur (atl), and he came to film us out on fowler farm, doing what we do best.  contrary to what you may expect, he’s no company hack, sent out to film whatever the big wigs tell him to.  he was clearly genuine in his interest, and this piece was an idea he developed and pitched himself.  his questions intelligent and his curiosity keen.  

his interest in farm burger is two fold—well, maybe multi-fold.  it’s not just a farm to table restaurant he wanted to shoot, for that task is becoming easier by the month.  as with most good ideas, however, swarms of posers, half-assers, and quick-buckers sink their claws into the backs of innovators and visionaries and come along for the ride.

the difference between farm burger and farm255 vs. other similarly described restaurants is that as opposed to merely sourcing quality ingredients (which is probably still more than many so called farm-to-plate menus can say) we actually grow them ourselves.  it’s not farm to table—it’s farm AND table.  (booyah!)

taking it next level, wes was keen to the fact that farm burger is serving this food at economical prices—giving access of farm fresh food to the people.  not just some people.  all the people. 


coming from brooklyn, eating farm fresh food at a hip restaurant is no tall order to fill.  the bill, however, is a horse of a different color.  even a niche industry such as ours, which prides itself on treating farmers fairly, can be criticized for mainly catering to deep pocketed soccer moms and big city socialites.   

preaching about food access is one thing—delivering is quite another.  developing farm to table concepts that holds access as a priority needs to be a focus going forward.

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the cnn piece is slotted to air on the twenty seventh, and i will put a link up as soon as it does.


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September 15, 2009 due to the fact that the camera ate my pictures tonight, you will have to use your imagination to appreciate the splendor that is tonight’s csa haul.  some aromatic and super fresh garlic from the garlic farm we got at the market this weekend, for your viewing pleasure.
the csa did, however, remind me of something i read in michael pollan’s follow up to omnivore’s dilemma, in defense of food.  he spends some time talking about the length of your food chain. in my situation, the csa is a perfect example of a short food chain.  sure i could live in long island, and buy directly from sang lee farm (did done it), but having them deliver it to brooklyn is still a pretty short chain.  grower—me.  this is what i like.
there’s all sorts of ways to muck up this chain.  grow food—truck food—process food—process it a lot—package it—truck it—unload it at distributor—rail it—truck it—unload it at bodega—shelf it—me.
just choose your poison.  sugars and preservatives instead of nutrients, damaged off season goods, stress on the environment.  or if those aren’t in your wheel house, how about total loss of flavor and lack of freshness?
even if farm fresh organic food costs a little more (sometimes a lot more) i know exactly where the costs went towards—the farmer, working hard—instead of all that other buuuuullshiiiiiit along the way.

due to the fact that the camera ate my pictures tonight, you will have to use your imagination to appreciate the splendor that is tonight’s csa haul.  some aromatic and super fresh garlic from the garlic farm we got at the market this weekend, for your viewing pleasure.

the csa did, however, remind me of something i read in michael pollan’s follow up to omnivore’s dilemma, in defense of food.  he spends some time talking about the length of your food chain. in my situation, the csa is a perfect example of a short food chain.  sure i could live in long island, and buy directly from sang lee farm (did done it), but having them deliver it to brooklyn is still a pretty short chain.  grower—me.  this is what i like.

there’s all sorts of ways to muck up this chain.  grow food—truck food—process food—process it a lot—package it—truck it—unload it at distributor—rail it—truck it—unload it at bodega—shelf it—me.

just choose your poison.  sugars and preservatives instead of nutrients, damaged off season goods, stress on the environment.  or if those aren’t in your wheel house, how about total loss of flavor and lack of freshness?

even if farm fresh organic food costs a little more (sometimes a lot more) i know exactly where the costs went towards—the farmer, working hard—instead of all that other buuuuullshiiiiiit along the way.


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