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New Farmers’ Market in Brownsville

In November, the UT School of Public Health took a novel approach to fighting obesity among citizens of the Brownsville area: It fed them! Fresh veggies and fruits, that is. Research indicated that the diabetes rate in Cameron County is twice that of the national average, that 52.2 percent of the over-18 population is obese, and that access to fresh produce was limited. So folks from UT, local farms, and the Texas Department of State Health Services collaborated to start a market that would at once provide access to fresh produce and educate folks about nutrition – all at an affordable price. A state grant enabled a system of vouchers that low-income families can use for their farmers-market shopping. And at this market, located along Linear Park’s walking trail, tables of vegetables are interspersed with tables offering glucose testing and nutrition information.  The market is slated to continue every Saturday from 8 until noon through March, though funding is being sought to continue it year-round. Click here for more deets – and some groovy music.

UPDATE: The Brownsville Farmers’ Market has received permission to stay open through July 4 and resume operations on October 1. So far, partial funding has been secured, though additional funds are still being sought. [02.16.2009]

And on His Farm, He Had a… Website

Texas farms are going high-tech. Many now have websites with handy information for those who like to eat their products. If you’re looking for a particular food – or just for background on how your favorite food is produced, don’t hesitate to go online for info. A few of my fave farmer websites:

Betsy Ross’s Grassfed Beef: http://www.rossfarm.com/

  • Learn about grassfed from one of the country’s leaders in the field, order online, and find out which retailers carry Betsy’s beef.

Peach Creek Farm: http://www.peachcreekfarm.us/

  • Order in advance for pick-up at the Austin Farmers’ Markets.

Boggy Creek Farm: http://www.boggycreekfarm.com/

  • See what’s available at the twice-weekly market, remind yourself of the market hours, and read Carol Ann’s brilliant “News of the Farm” newsletters.

Many more are out there, and a handful of them are listed on the Austin Farmers’ Market’s website.

Do you have any favorite farm websites?

How Does Your Garden Grow?

No pressure: “In someone else’s yard or farm,” is a perfectly acceptable answer to that question. That’s my answer in many years, too. I love to go to farmers’ markets, so why grow my own? I’d rather spend my Saturday mornings going to market than weeding. Every spring, though, the urge to get soil under my fingernails strikes me. And I don’t even mind the weeding all that much.

I’m not the only one. It seems there’s a victory-garden revival movement afoot in our country, including an effort to persuade our new first family to plant some first veggies on the White House lawn. If you’re interested in getting in on the garden action but you’re not sure where to start, check out Addie’s posts on the subject on her Relish Austin blog. She’s chronicling her own adventures in gardening and pointing out handy resources like this when-to-plant-what pdf guide from Texas A&M.

I planted a few lettuces and some nasturtium along with cosmos and marigolds for cutting last weekend. So far, the soil remains unperturbed. Soon, though, I hope to see some little green heads poking up in the ground.

Free Farm Tours this Friday

As part of the Texas Organic Farmers & Gardeners Association’s annual meeting, several farms around the state will offer free tours this Friday.

In Austin:

Boggy Creek Farm, 10am-noon

Green Gate Farms (left), 1:30-3:30pm

In Elm Mott (north of Waco):

Homestead Heritage Farm, 10am-noon

World Hunger Relief, 1:30-3:30

These tours are a great way to learn more about where all that tasty food comes from. Check ‘em out!

It’s Chocolate-Covered Strawberry Time Again

Lammes candies is selling its famous, limited-quantity fruits today through Saturday. After that, they’ll be gone again… and you never know when they’ll come back. They’re available at all of Lammes’s six locations in Austin, Round Rock, and San Marcos and will set you back $14.95 per pound, which works out to between $22 and $26 per carton.

Plan to Love Local this Valentine’s Day

The holiday of love is only two-and-a-half weeks away, folks. If you’re looking to love locally this year, check out these locavore ideas:

  • Austin-native Cookie Lounge is serving up custom cookies (left) for your favorite cookie monster. A dozen delivered with a personalized Valentine’s Day card and balloon will set you back a mere $19, with delivery available.
  • Blue Star Cafeteria will be serving up a Valentine’s Day $38 prix-fixe menu including greens and veggies from east Austin’s Boggy Creek Farm and local goat cheese.
  • Chocolate makers have cropped up all over the state. If your Valentine rolls old-school, give him or her treats from Lamme’s. More Euro-chic? Try Roscar. And that’s only the beginning. (The Austin Chronicle published a great guide last year.)

Got more ideas about how to love local this Valentine’s Day? Pass them along!

Dai Due Announces February Schedule

Do you Dai Due? Jesse Griffiths founded the Austin supper club by that name – pronounced like the words dye do way, emphasis on the do. Together with partner Tamara Mayfield, he prepares the ultimate in local meals at different venues (think farms and private homes) around town. How local does Jesse get?  The only non-local ingredients he consistently uses, he told me in an email, are salt, pepper, flour, and a few spices. Sometimes, though, he’s able to substitute locally foraged chasteberries for pepper and acquire fresh allspice leaves in central Austin. Jesse also teaches classes in locavore pursuits like butchering fowl, making sausage, and cooking with winter vegetables. Check out the February schedule on the Dai Due blog, here.

Texas Eats: Tortilla Chips

Tortilla chips made by that famous national brand strangely make the corners of my mouth burn when I eat them. And if there’s one thing I know for sure, it’s that food shouldn’t hurt. Food should help. It should heal. It should satisfy and nourish. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about food’s restorative powers because several dear friends have lost parents in recent weeks. All I can think to do is feed them. What’s death got to do with tortilla chips? Both make us think about how we live. Like it or not, spending money is one of our life’s most frequent pasttimes. (If you live in Austin, eating chips and salsa ranks a close second.) Consumers are more powerful than anyone else in our society. When we carefully choose how we spend our dough, we wield that great power smartly. For my money, I’ll take tortilla chips that don’t hurt. Even better? I’ll take some with geographic significance. The chip pictured above was made by El Lago, an Austin company. It has a great stone-ground flavor and is just thick enough to scoop up plenty of salsa without breaking.

I’m questing for ‘kraut.

Cabbage is in-season around Texas, and I’ve been longing to make my own sauerkraut. It’s not a straightforward process, though. Or is it? I’m documenting the experience over at Eating Out of the (Local) Box. Have you made sauerkraut before? I hope you’ll share your tips!

Eating Local, Baja-Style

The best part of traveling? The food of course. In Cabo San Lucas, Mexico, last week, the local fare included plenty of fresh seafood, tropical fruits, pastries, even regional wine and a new-to-me liqueur called Damiana.  Around the hotels, my husband and I tried to opt for the most locally representative dining spots we could find – choosing the sushi bar on the beach, for instance, over the place touted  “one of the most famous Italian restaurants in all of Mexico” in the resort’s literature. We hit the local grocery store to stock our mini-kitchen with tortillas and beans, fruit juices and local wine.

We craved adventure of an off-the-resort variety, so we rented a windowless red jeep and drove deep into the mountains to a village of 100 people where we found our way to Lorena’s house. Lorena is a native of Portland, Oregon, who moved to the Baja decades ago and earns her living making pottery she sells to the very occasional tourist who survives the sandy, filling-jarring dirt road to her town. We bought a pot from Lorena, listened keenly to her instructions on seasoning it for stovetop and oven use, then watched as she drew a map to get back to paved road a different way than we’d come. She mentioned a widow along the way who supports herself by selling homemade queso de chiva – goat cheese. We asked her to mark the spot on the map.

Manuela’s house was the first one on the left nearly an hour’s drive from Lorena’s – after we’d forked west beyond the third water crossing and the first ocean-view summit. Pigs and roosters greeted us there, as did Manuela.

No hablo español, I explained.

Nada? her reply.

Un poquito… I trailed. Then, using three words from my oh-so-limited Spanish vocabulary, I asked her, queso de chiva? and smiled a smile I hoped would convey goodwill, hope, and gratitude.

She emerged from the house with two rounds. Gracias, we told her, over and over again. I gave her some pesos, then we started to leave. She stopped us to give us change we hadn’t realized we needed.

We cut into the cheese even before getting out of the car. Pure white in color, its texture was crumbly and its flavor at once sour and rich. Just as we’d hoped, it was different than anything we’d eaten before. Texas makes lots of goat cheese in as many different shapes and flavors as there are cheesemakers in the state. But this was one was different, still – a reflection, no doubt, of the unique geography of Baja California and Manuela’s own unique setting and style.

The second-best part of traveling? Coming home. Especially when home is a place where grapefruit and dark, leafy greens are in-season. The unpacking is done, but the laundry has only just begun. By the weekend, we hope to be seasoning Lorena’s pot. And while we couldn’t get any of Manuela’s cheese home, we’ll never forget it, I’m sure.