August 15, 2008

Summer 2008 Edible Notes: Fresh From the Farm

FRESH FROM THE FARM

If you’re passing through Corvallis, make a detour to the little town of Philomath and stop by the farm stand at Gathering Together Farm. Well known for the amazing produce they bring to many Portland-area farmers’ markets, this stand features all that and more, including potato doughnuts (made from their own potatoes), pastries, pickles, honey, jams, and salsa. Plus, they serve lunch Tuesday through Saturday, breakfast on Saturday, dinner every Friday, and wine dinners once a month.

25159 Grange Hall Rd. on Hwy. 20, Philomath | Farm stand hours: 9 a.m.–5 p.m., Tuesday–Saturday

- By Kathleen Bauer of goodstuffnw.blogspot.com

August 12, 2008

Edible Expert - Great Galettes


Photo by John Valls

GREAT GALETTES
Piper Davis
For Summer 2008

If the world were divided into two taste teams — sweet and savory — I’d play for the savory side. I’ll take fried trout over blueberry pancakes for breakfast any day. Of course, there’s a certain irony in that: My family has been in the baking business for 35 years and my livelihood depends on bread and pastry, something most people associate with double-crust pies and Danishes, cream puffs and chocolate croissants. Sweets. The other team. But even though flaky pastry — mostly the sweet kind — is my livelihood, I’ve always insisted that Grand Central Bakery’s cafés offer several savory pastry options. A savory galette is my favorite.

Think of a galette as pie’s rustic kissing cousin, a simple free-form tart that showcases the season’s bounty in a flaky crust. I like to begin the same way we do at the bakery, with a base of caramelized onions, lightly seasoned with salt and pepper and enriched with an egg and some cream; it’s the perfect platform for seasonal toppings throughout the year. Between a CSA share, trips to the farmers’ market, and my garden (mostly tomatoes and basil), my kitchen is bursting with ingredients perfect for filling a savory galette.

Summertime produce in Oregon is a proverbial embarrassment of riches, inspiring galettes filled with everything from late-season asparagus to roasted corn, chiles and cotija cheese. Bakery favorites include zucchini with feta, and roasted eggplant-tomato. At home, I usually end up making my take on the classic pizza Margherita, which combines thinly sliced ripe tomatoes, basil, and Parmesan cheese. As summer turns to fall, new fillings step in: wild mushrooms with sherry and thyme; roasted squash and bacon; or thinly sliced potatoes and chèvre with herbs. Garlic mashed potatoes on an onion base might get my vote for the most irresistible, especially in the winter.

The point is that a galette should be improvisational. If you start with delicious all-butter pastry and use what you have on hand or what looks good at the market, it’s hard to go wrong. Use your intuition and don’t worry too much about a recipe. If you keep the following guidelines in mind, you’ll be fine.

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July 30, 2008

Summer 2008 Edible Notes: Your Perfect Picnic


Photo by Leah Harb

YOUR PERFECT PICNIC
Here are three simple ways to make your alfresco dining even more relaxing and delicious this year.

Find an Oasis
Avoid the crowds at Multnomah Falls and Washington Park and head over to the more secluded Grotto, which has walkways and benches where you can sit and share a quiet lunch. For a romantic vibe, stroll through Hoyt Arboretum on the Holly Trail to a viewpoint where, on a clear day, you can see Mt. Hood, Mt. St. Helens, and Mt. Rainier. And if you want to be surrounded by nature but still get the best views of the city, dine atop a volcano at Mt. Tabor Park.

The Grotto | 8840 NE Skidmore
Hoyt Arboretum | 4000 SW Fairview Blvd.
Mt. Tabor Park | SE 60th & Salmon

Bring a No-Fuss Gourmet Feast
Foster & Dobbs Authentic Foods has just made your life easier (and your relationship stronger) by creating Picnics To Go (above). They pack a backpack with cheeses and salamis, mixed dried fruit and nuts, olives, crackers, chutney and mustard, Two Tarts cookies, and wine glasses. Pick it up, have fun, and drop off the pack when you’re done.

$40 for two, $70 for four | Foster & Dobbs Authentic Foods | 2518 NE 15th Ave. | 503-284-1157

Top It off with a Rosé
This is the time of year when wild-man winemaker John Paul of Cameron Winery releases his subversively titled Vino Pinko with a portrait of Che Guevara on the label. Or, you might have one of last summer’s surprise hits, Elk Cove Vineyards’ Pinot Noir Rosé. These wines are red-hot for summer sipping, both retailing for about $15 a bottle.

Cameron Winery Vino Pinko | Elk Cove Vineyards Pinot Noir Rosé | Available from most Oregon wine retailers

- By Kathleen Bauer of goodstuffnw.blogspot.com

July 25, 2008

Postcards from Berry Camp


Illustration by Eben Dickinson

POSTCARDS FROM BERRY CAMP
Ashley Griffin
For Summer 2008

Growing up, my sisters and I would creep outside to the blueberry bushes in our backyard and sneak swelling berries past our eager lips before Mom realized we were stealing a vital ingredient for that night’s dessert. Quite often, we cleared those branches before she caught us in the act.

Years after my first foray into berry thievery, I again find myself perched in a position to snatch sweet, sun-ripened berries from the vine. Only this time, I am being encouraged to do so.

These tantalizing berries before me are not yet available to consumers. I am visiting the North Willamette Research and Extension Center with a diverse group of writers who received an invitation to attend a two-day berry camp centered on the history and future innovation of Oregon’s berry industry. Located just 20 miles south of Portland, the research center is our first stop of many, and a key one, as it will inform everything we learn about the industry from this stop forward.

As part of Oregon State University’s Agricultural Experiment Station and Extension Service, the staff conducts research focused on strengthening and sustaining communities, economies, and natural resources. One field of study focuses exclusively on berries, as evidenced by the berry plots that fan out from the center’s offices. It’s here that researchers test hundreds upon hundreds of berry cultivars as well as growing and harvesting techniques. Their goals: address changes in consumer taste and growing technology, and help push the margins of the berry industry forward to ensure that berries remain a food source in Oregon.

As we wander through the plots, our tour guide stops often to encourage sampling of the variety of new cultivars and crossbreeds growing in the plots. This early in the game — new cultivars can take more than a decade to make it to market — the staff has tagged them only with numbers, my favorite being cultivar 1523-4. Later, our guide says, they’ll receive names, which is how I learn that a blackberry is not just a blackberry.

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July 15, 2008

Hand Picked - Row by row, day after day: The story of the American farmworker


Photos courtesy of Food Alliance

HAND PICKED
ROW BY ROW, DAY AFTER DAY

Zoë Bradbury
For Summer 2008

“Strawberries are too delicate to be picked by machine. The perfectly ripe ones even bruise at too heavy a human touch. It hit her then that every strawberry she had ever eaten — every piece of fruit — had been picked by calloused human hands. Every piece of toast with jelly represented someone's knees, someone's aching back and hips, someone with a bandanna on her wrist to wipe away the sweat. Why had no one told her this before?” — Alison Luterman, “What They Came For”

At the end of Oregon’s winter, the orchards and vineyards need tending: pruning, spraying, thinning. The months advance and heat waves start to belly-dance above the soil. Row crops are planted: Onions and watermelons take root near Hermiston; beans, peas, squash, lettuce, potatoes — an almost endless list of crops — are planted in the Willamette Valley. Irrigation pipes are moved in the mint fields of eastern Oregon. Weeds fall flat behind the sharpened edge of a hoe. Berries are picked, one by one, and packed into plastic clamshells.

Oregon’s agricultural diversity is profound. It is a state that produces some 220 crops and livestock commodities — a greater variety than any state except Florida and California — totaling more than four billion dollars in agricultural production each year. Oregon agriculture is labor intensive, every berry and every pome fruit must be picked by human hands, which explains why Oregon’s agricultural payroll expenses are the fifth highest in the country, despite the fact that the state ranks twenty-sixth in total agricultural production.

Ours are farms that rely on opposable thumbs and an eye for ripeness, on manual dexterity and skilled use of tools. In short, on something so advanced, so complex, and so capable of movement and learning that no amount of engineering has managed to fully replicate it with a machine: the human being.

The Farmworker Experience
There are approximately four million migrant and seasonal farmworkers in the U.S. today, with Oregon agriculture reliant on up to 90,000 each year, according to the Oregon Department of Agriculture. Roughly half of Oregon’s farmworkers are settled in state and half migrate to Oregon for all or part of the growing season. For the migrant population, including 14,558 migrant children and youth, the year might take them from winter reforestation work in the coast range, to spring pruning in the vineyards, to the autumn apple harvest in Hood River, to a Christmas tree farm in the Willamette Valley.

According to the National Agricultural Workers Survey, more than 90 percent of all farm workers are Hispanic, primarily from Mexico. Most are young men under the age of 35. An estimated 70 percent are undocumented to live and work in Oregon.

It’s impossible to generalize the farmworker experience, but interviews conducted by the League of Women Voters for the Farmworkers in Oregon report (2000) reveal a common storyline. From Mexico, a young man borrows money to pay a “coyote” to help him cross the border illegally. He may get caught once, twice, even five times before making it into the country.

Three thousand miles distant from his home and family, his first season will likely be punctuated by a string of migrations, labor camps, and labor contractors. Like every single farmworker in the United States — documented or not — he will not enjoy 15-minute paid breaks, receive overtime for a 12-hour workday, or get benefits.

In a year, he will earn less than $7,500 in Oregon’s fields. He’ll pay his share of taxes, including Social Security and Medicare — none of which he’ll ever see again when, or if, he turns 65. The average life expectancy for a migrant farmworker is 49 years, compared to 73 for the general U.S. population, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention.

Each day, as he moves irrigation pipe or travels back and forth to work, he’ll live with the worry of la migra (the Immigration and Naturalization Service, or INS) and the risk of deportation. What money is extra, he’ll wire home to his family, who may have to wait two, three, or four years to see him again, since the border crossing has become difficult and expensive.

America has prided itself on a history of basic worker protections and rights, including minimum wage, overtime, Social Security, unemployment insurance, child labor protections, and the right to organize into a union. These labor reforms, put in place by the 1935 National Labor Relations Act (NRLA), apply to everyone except farmworkers.

Such a pointed exclusion of farmworkers from basic labor protections has been blamed on various influences, including powerful agriculture lobbies that insisted the industry needed to be insulated from harvest strikes and high labor costs in order to ensure food security for the nation. The other theory is that the NRLA’s omission was an entrenched expression of racism against African-Americans working on farms in the South.

Despite the historic campaigns of farmworker rights advocates like César Chávez and ongoing efforts to improve farmworker protections over the decades, the disparity in labor law has never been fully reconciled in the U.S., creating an ugly double standard.

Among the inequities in Oregon: There is no clause that requires employers to pay overtime to farmworkers, even though a typical workday is 10 to 12 hours long; farmworkers are exempted from Oregon laws requiring minimum meal and rest periods; and farmworkers are not automatically granted the universal right to organize, strike, and collectively bargain with employers. On top of all that, unemployment insurance laws are written such that fewer than one-third of all farmworkers receive unemployment benefits, despite the fact that the average farmworker is employed for only 24 weeks of the year.

Oregon law does mandate certain protections for farmworkers — things like workers’ compensation, minimum wage, and workplace safety — but poor enforcement and uneven power dynamics meddle with their efficacy.

In the U.S., inadequate enforcement of safety laws contributes to the 300,000 acute pesticide poisonings that occur among farmworkers each year. Documented incidents show that farmworkers — particularly recent immigrants and those who aren’t proficient English speakers — are vulnerable to underpayment, especially when being paid piece-rate (by the pound or other unit). On-the-job injuries often go unreported, and workers’ compensation benefits go unclaimed, for fear of being fired — or worse — reported to the INS.

All together, it adds up to a set of working conditions that makes farmwork one of the most dangerous occupations in the U.S. and farmworkers the most indigent population in the country, according to a General Accounting Office (GAO) survey.

This is an uncomfortable story. But not a new one.

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July 10, 2008

Edible Seasonals - The Blushing Apricot

THE BLUSHING APRICOT
By Ellen Jackson
For Summer 2008

Every apricot I ate last summer was more luscious than the last. My memory of the season is that it was deliciously long, and full of astoundingly good fruit that made my jaw drop, then quickly snap shut, to savor the exquisite textures and intense flavors. Like a sweetly fragrant peach that sends sticky juices dripping down wrists and chins, the faintly rouged cheeks and heady aroma of apricots tell me we’re in the thick of summer.

The sensory appeal of apricots is undeniable. When compared to their stone fruit brethren — peaches, nectarines, plums and cherries — they are somehow more exotic. Maybe it’s the velvety smooth skin or the concentrated flavor, round and full of honey. Perhaps it’s the way the two deeply orange halves fall away easily from the smooth stone between them, or the surprise inside that pit: a small, almond-shaped seed with a subtle perfume and delicate flavor reminiscent of almonds.

The seed of an apricot stone, called noyau (French for “pit material”), contains oil similar in flavor to bitter almond oil. Because it is far less expensive, confectioners often use it to flavor sweets. Eau de Noyaux, a liqueur manufactured in France, is made from the seeds, as is Amaretto, the famous Italian liqueur that combines noyau with bitter almonds. (Like bitter almonds, noyau — which includes apple seeds and apricot, cherry, and peach pits — contains infinitesimal traces of cyanide. You’d get sick eating the fruit to get to the pits long before the pits themselves would have any ill effect. However, if this is a concern, lightly toast the seeds to denature the cyanide.)

Use noyau as an accent in recipes that call for almond meal. Finely grind a few and add them to Parisian-style macaroons or a crust made with almond meal. Use them in a frangipane (almond cream) filling or to flavor custards and ice cream.

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July 1, 2008

A Food Writer to Remember: The Legendary M.F.K. Fisher


Photo by Christine Alicino

A FOOD WRITER TO REMEMBER
THE LEGENDARY M.F.K. FISHER

Heidi Yorkshire
For Summer 2008

July 3, 2008, marks the 100th anniversary of the birth of writer M.F.K. Fisher, whose vivid, impeccably detailed memoirs and essays are among the treasures of American letters. Her first book, Serve It Forth, was published in 1937, yet for decades her works were cherished by a relatively small number of readers. W.H. Auden once called Fisher “the best prose writer in America,” but she remained, in her own words, “a secret little cult figure,” largely because much of her writing is about the transcendent pleasures of eating.

When much of Fisher’s work first appeared, she was relegated by many to the menial category of food writer. Being female and beautiful didn’t help her get taken seriously, either; a 1942 Newsweek review of one of her books describes her as “a blonde gorgeous enough to eat.” Even so, a staunch group of admirers, including editors at The New Yorker and The Atlantic Monthly, continued to recognize the value of her work. Eventually cuisine was elevated to high art, women’s voices were allowed to be heard, and M.F.K. Fisher was unofficially appointed patron saint of the foodie generation. She became — though she shuddered to hear it — famous.

Fisher died in 1992, just shy of her 84th birthday. Appreciation for her work has continued to grow, proving that many readers see the truth of her observation: “There is a communion of more than our bodies when bread is broken and wine is drunk.”

I discovered Fisher’s work in the early 1970s, thanks to my first mother-in-law, a librarian, who also introduced me to the pleasures of A.J. Liebling and Craig Claiborne, among others. (I’m still grateful to Connie for sharing her love of food and books, though my marriage to her son has been history for close to 30 years.) This profile, which has been updated, came about when my editor at a now-defunct magazine suggested that I ask Fisher for an interview. I was shy about phoning someone I admired so much, but when I finally got up the nerve, the great lady could not have been more cordial. “Sure, honey,” Fisher said, “Come on over!”

I showed up at her house on August 15, 1989, accompanied by the man who would become my husband. Though Joe was also a journalist, we had never worked together; still, when he heard who I was going to interview, he refused to be left behind. It was lucky he was there: Fisher, a passionate character even in her eighties, clearly loved men, and flirted like crazy with Joe throughout the interview. I suspect it was a much livelier conversation than we would have had if I’d come alone.

KEEP OUT. CROSS FIRE. RIFLE RANGES.

The sign was unequivocal, but no one, it seems, kept out. During the last years of M.F.K. Fisher’s life, an increasing number of the reverent and the curious ignored the warning, bouncing down a rutted one-lane road to a little pink-and-white stucco house with a shingled roof. There, they shuffled respectfully into the presence of a reed-thin, gray-haired woman with a crackly voice and piercing wit, recording her words, noting her thoughts, and making her thoroughly uncomfortable with their praise.

On the eve of her 82nd birthday, Mary Frances Kennedy Fisher had become, much to her surprise, an institution. But the greatest food writer of all was not a food writer at all. Her books are filled with stories, not recipes; her ingredients are people and emotions, not flour and sugar. Food is a metaphor for human passion, and writing about meals a way to illuminate relationships, hopes, and desires. “Her subject matter matters not at all,” said Jack Shoemaker, former editor-in-chief of North Point Press, the Berkeley firm that re-published many of her books during the 1980s. “North Point was interested in her as a literary stylist. She writes exquisitely well, and only secondarily about food.”

From 1970, Fisher lived in the Valley of the Moon, a few miles north of the town of Sonoma, on a ranch owned by her friend David Pleydell-Bouverie, an architect who designed and built her house. When I rang her bell, we were ushered into her bedroom office, a long, narrow room with a wood stove at the center of one wall. Red-painted bookshelves, crammed full, lined the alcove around the stove. The shiny black vinyl tile covering the floor imitated Spanish ceramic. Near the door stood a nondescript wooden desk, heaped with papers; at the other end of the room was a hospital-type bed, with two mobiles slowly twisting above it. The brown summer pastures radiated heat, but the room was cool.

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June 30, 2008

Portland Fridge - Vancouver Fire Dept. Station 81


Firefighter Adam Gibson. Photos by Leah Harb

PORTLAND FRIDGE
Vancouver Fire Dept. Station 81

Lucy Fulton
For Summer 2008

The Vancouver Fire Department is made up of nine stations spread out across the rapidly growing city. More than 150 firefighters respond to 20,000 emergency calls each year. At Station 81, the A-Shift is comprised of six men who live and work together for 24 hours straight every three days: Jack Anderson, Paul Coolimore, Adam Gibson, Rick Huffman, John Larson, and Jeremy Stuart.

When the team is not busy taming flames and answering other types of emergencies, they spend their time at the station house, ready to jump into action as soon as they get their next call. One of their favorite things to do while hanging out at the station house is cook.

ADAM: We have a full kitchen. It’s built symmetrically, with two double ovens and two stovetops, one on each side. We’re getting a remodel because the kitchen is not friendly enough. I mean, the kitchen is social, so we want to open it up and put in diner-style flat grills. Still, we use what we have and turn out great meals.

Each shift has its own refrigerator. Then we all share a condiment fridge with tons of stuff: mayo, Tabasco, Lea & Perrins Worcestershire. Salsa, definitely. Groceries we buy daily. We know that the ads change on Tuesday nights, so Wednesday morning, first off, we’ll look at what’s on sale. Collectively we say: What do we want for dinner? We haven’t had lasagna in a while so that’s why we chose it for tonight. Plus, John was craving lasagna.

You might think Adam would pull out a few commercial frozen lasagnas and stick them in the oven, but you’d be wrong: The whole team comes together to create a fully homemade meal. John and Paul pull out the cutting boards to start chopping onions and slicing coins of zucchini. Jeremy is busy opening cans of tomato sauce. When the prep work is done, John sautés the onions while Paul starts constructing the lasagna in an extra-large casserole dish. It doesn’t take long to realize these guys are pretty serious about food prep.

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June 23, 2008

Portland's New Wave of Educators: Three graduates are growing the seeds of sustainability through education

"If our kids forget how to live with the land, how will we survive? Education about ecology and food security is key."
- Cori Longstreet


PSU graduate Cori Longstreet. Photos by Gregor Torrence

PORTLAND'S NEW WAVE OF EDUCATORS
Three Portland graduates are growing the seeds of sustainability through education

Ivy Manning
For Summer 2008

Thousands come to the Portland State University (PSU) campus every Saturday from April to November for the Portland Farmer’s Market, rejoicing in the diverse agricultural bounty that this area has to offer. As shoppers shuffle towards the dozens of stalls full of local vegetables, cheeses, and seafood, they probably don’t notice the University’s motto — “Let Knowledge Serve the City” — carved in stone in the bridge overhead. But for a growing number of students graduating from PSU, the motto speaks directly to another facet of Portland’s strength as a great food city: education.

Students nationwide are coming to Portland State University for its unique programming. Whether enrolled in the School of Community Health, School of Business, School of Urban Studies and Planning, College of Liberal Arts and Sciences, or School of Education, among others, students at PSU are studying food. Multiple aspects are covered — from supply chain issues and regional distribution infrastructure for getting food to market to the relationship between food and climate change, diet and health, and gardening as an educational tool.

The School of Business boasts a Food Industry Leadership Center, and the Portland Institute of Metropolitan Studies and the Center for Sustainable Processes and Practices both emphasize food-oriented research and education. In fact, the Institute of Metropolitan Studies asks questions such as: Can healthful food be affordable while farmers make a profit? Will we have enough farmers and workers to produce food in the future? Will our land and water supplies support food production and a growing population?

Still other PSU students take a hands-on approach to their food education by participating in the student-run Food For Thought Café. The café uses sustainably grown ingredients, including some grown on campus, to serve food-conscious faculty and staff. They reduce waste by using nondisposable plates and silverware, and integrate their planning and management into school curricula. Students’ efforts to establish Food For Thought Café led to the incorporation of local, seasonal and sustainable food goals into PSU’s overall food service contract.

Edible Portland caught up with three recent graduates from one program in particular: the Portland International Initiative for Leadership in Ecology, Culture and Learning (PIIECL), an interdisciplinary master’s degree program in the School of Education. The program addresses the emerging field of sustainability education and focuses on teaching in the community through projects like the Learning Gardens Laboratory, a student-faculty run garden in southeast Portland that works with elementary schools to teach youth everything from the biology of worms to helping the hungry.

These three graduates of the PIIECL program have put down roots, literally and theoretically, working in careers that are helping Portland to a brighter, and greener, future.

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June 18, 2008

Summer 2008 Edible Notes: Car-Free in Portland

CAR-FREE IN PORTLAND

On June 22, join your fellow citizens to celebrate our incredibly walk-able and bike-able city at Portland Sunday Parkways. This 6-mile, car-free temporary park is being created to give people more open space to be active without worrying about oncoming traffic. Bike, skate, jump, or skip your way through the streets to imagine what a city with fewer cars might be like!

June 22, 2008, 8am–2pm
Route Map here
Highlights - including food vendors - here

- Kathleen Bauer

June 11, 2008

What is a bean? Anthony Boutard of Ayers Creek Farm tells us

WHAT IS A BEAN?

In preparing the Summer 2008 “Now in Season” column, Laleña Dolby asked a group of farmers what they would have available for this summer. It was clear that beans would be on the list, but she was not prepared for the specificity of their answers. Confounded, she asked Anthony Boutard of Ayers Creek Farm, long known for his great variety and high quality of beans, to explain the difference between string, pole, runner, bush, wax and shell beans.

Beans: What we call “beans” belong to the family Fabaceae, with two notable exceptions. Members of the Fabaceae are known colloquially as pulses or legumes. They all bear a fruit that botanists call a “pod.” Most of the beans we eat are in the genus Phaseolus; all of these originated in the Americas. Though it is never that simple when botanical classification is mixed with colloquial terms.

Fava beans are actually a vetch, genus Vicia. The “yard-long” or “asparagus” beans are a species of edible podded field pea, genus Vigna. Mung and Adzuki beans are also the genus Vigna. To keep things confusing, most members of the genus Vigna are called “peas.” They are in a different genus from the English or French pea, which is a species of Pisum. These are all “Old World” types, and were brought to the Americas by settlers.


Fava beans (left) and adzuki beans

There are also coffee and vanilla beans. Coffee is in the family Rubiaceae. Coffee bushes bear fleshy red berries, and inside the berries are two seeds we also call beans. Vanilla beans are the fermented pod of an orchid.

String beans: These are traditional varieties that have a “string,” or tough vascular tissue, along the suture of the pod. If you break the bean and a stringy thing dangles forth, it is a string bean. If it breaks cleanly, it is a snap bean. Some beans “snap” when they are young, and develop a string as the pod matures. Others snap until they are too tough to eat. String and snap beans belong to the common bean (Phaseolus vulgaris) species. Traditionalists believe string beans are the best flavored of the beans, but they are a lot of work because they must be picked very young, or the strings must be removed with a stringer or a paring knife.


Common string bean

Runner beans: These are perennial bean plants that form a tuber and generally have a climbing habit. They are a separate species, Phaseolus coccineus, from the common green bean (P. vulgaris), which is an annual. The flowers or runners are large and showy, and they are often planted as ornamentals. Lima beans (P. lunatus) and tepary beans (P. acutifolius) are two other species of beans commonly eaten in the U.S.


Scarlet runner bean

Pole beans: These are climbing beans that can be trained up poles or twine. The beans that climb include: garden beans (snap and string, fresh shell and dry, green and wax), pole limas, and runner beans. Pole beans are sought out because of their exceptional flavor and tenderness. The Willamette Valley grew hundreds of acres of Blue Lake Pole beans; all had to be picked by hand. Today, they have been replaced by bush beans that can be machine harvested.


Blue Lake Pole bean

Fresh shell beans: These are beans that are harvested when the seed is mature, or nearly so, but not dry. The seed, not the pod, is eaten. Typically, green bean varieties do not make good fresh shell beans. Flageolet, cranberry and cannellini are examples of good fresh shell varieties. They have a tough pod and would not be welcome as green beans. All three are tasty as dry beans. There is also a middle point in the drying referred to as “demi-sec.”


Cranberry bean

Wax beans: Yellow snap or string beans that probably picked up the name “wax beans” because their color is similar to bee’s wax.


Yellow string bean

Bush bean: As the name suggests, it is a bean variety that has a bushy habit. They produce beans in a shorter time than pole beans, and the beans tend to be ready about the same time. Bush beans can be harvested by machine. The beans that are bush beans include: garden beans (snap, wax and string, fresh shell and dry, green and wax) and bush limas. The tepary beans do not climb, per se, but have a viney habit, sprawling across the ground.

June 6, 2008

Edible D.I.Y. - Homemade Ice Cream

Click here for Lola's Blueberry Ice Cream recipe.


Photo by Leah Harb

HOMEMADE ICE CREAM
By Lola Milholland
For Summer 2008

As a kid, I became frenetic at the sound of an approaching ice cream truck. I would scrounge for change and then rush into the street to chase after the promise of a Push-up Pop — delicious ice cream in a toilet paper roll. A little more grown up, there’s still nothing in the world I love more than soft-serve ice cream.

I’d been reluctant to make ice cream because it seemed like a lot of hassle for something inferior to Haagen-Dazs. But one batch of buttermilk ice cream later, I knew I had been obtuse. Homemade ice cream is easy to make and delicious, plus it offers a number of advantages to the store-bought stuff: I have complete control over the quality of my ingredients, and I can make any flavor I have the power to imagine.

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Recipe: Blueberry Ice Cream

In the Summer 2008 issue of Edible Portland, Lola Milholland writes: "Homemade ice cream is easy to make and delicious, plus it offers a number of advantages to the store-bought stuff: I have complete control over the quality of my ingredients, and I can make any flavor I have the power to imagine." Lola also emphasizes that the chemistry of making ice cream is important. Read more in Edible D.I.Y. - Homemade Ice Cream.


Photos by Leah Harb

BLUEBERRY ICE CREAM
From Lola Milholland
Makes approximately 1 quart

1/2 cup sugar
2 cups blueberries, fresh or frozen
3 Tbsp lemon juice
2 cups heavy cream, cold
Kosher salt

1. Combine sugar and 1/4 cup water in a large saucepan over low heat. Whisk constantly until the sugar dissolves completely. Add the blueberries, lemon juice, and a pinch of salt.

2. Cook until the berries become tender, and then mash the berries to release their purple juices. Simmer 5–10 minutes.


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June 5, 2008

Purchasing and Cooking Grass-fed Products: Resources

Read Here's the Beef: One Woman's Quest to Cook a Quarter Cow (Edible Portland, Summer 2008). Watch the video of Abundant Life Farm, an Oregon farm that raises grass-fed animals, here: Raised on Grass: Pasture Fed Animals.

Resources for Purchasing and Cooking Grass-fed Products

WEBSITES AND CERTIFICATIONS

EatWild.com
Your source for safe, healthy, natural and nutritious grass-fed beef, lamb, goats, bison, poultry, pork, dairy and other wild edibles. Visit the Directory of Farms for farms listed by state. For retail locations that sell grass-fed meat and dairy products in Oregon, go to Beyond the Farm.

American Grassfed Association
Protects and promotes true grass-fed producers and products through national communication, education, research and marketing efforts. Website features a grass-fed FAQ, a list of certified AGA producers by state, and recipes.

Certified Humane Raised & Handled
An inspection, certification and labeling program for meat, poultry, egg and dairy products from animals raised to humane care standards. The program is a voluntary, user-fee based service available to producers, processors and transporters of animals raised for food. Website lists certified producers and retail locations that carry Certified Humane Raised & Handled products by state.

BOOKS AND COOKBOOKS

Pasture Perfect by Jo Robinson
Robinson explores why tens of thousands of people are saying "no" to factory farming, and buying their meats, eggs and dairy products from pasture-based ranchers. Learn why grass-fed meat and dairy products are safer, healthier, and more beneficial for you, the farmers, the animals, and the environment.

Compassionate Carnivore: Or, How to Keep Animals Happy, Save Old MacDonald's Farm, Reduce Your Hoofprint, and Still Eat Meat by Catherine Friend
Friend takes us on a wild ride through her small farm (with several brief detours into life on factory farms), while raising questions such as: What are the differences between factory, conventional, sustainable, and organic farms? What do all those labels — from organic to local to grass-fed and pasture-raised — really mean? If you’re buying products from a small farmer, what are the key questions to ask?

The Farmer and The Grill: A Guide to Grilling, Barbecuing, and Spit-Roasting Grass-Fed Meat, and For Saving the Planet, One Bite at a Time by Shannon Hayes
Hayes runs a sustainable farm in upstate New York that raises and sells only grass-fed meats. In this cookbook, she offers simple, straightforward recipes and useful tips on grilling, barbecuing, and spit-roasting all cuts of pasture-raised meats.

June 4, 2008

HERE'S THE BEEF: One Woman's Quest to Cook a Quarter Cow

Like Carman Ranch in the story below, Abundant Life Farm near Dallas, Oregon raises grass-fed animals. Thanks to Edible Portland's partnership with the local film company Cooking Up A Story, you can watch the story of Abundant Life Farm come to life here: Raised On Grass: Pasture Fed Animals.


Hereford cattle graze on a ranch in the Wallowa Valley. Photo by David Jensen

HERE'S THE BEEF
ONE WOMAN'S QUEST TO COOK A QUARTER COW

By Abigail Chipley
For Summer 2008

In a church parking lot in southeast Portland, my husband and I surveyed the contents of the cooler in front of us: 147 pounds of vacuum-packed frozen cow parts — a quarter-cow to be exact. There were long tubes of ground meat, sinewy-looking hunks of chuck, flat flank steaks, thick-cut rib eyes, large roasts with unfamiliar names like “arm roast,” and piles of meaty soup bones.

Along with a handful of other Portlanders, we had just picked up our share of grass-fed beef, delivered direct from a Wallowa, Oregon ranch in a small U-Haul trailer. At home, we loaded the chest freezer in the basement, exchanging dubious glances. How could our family — two light meat eaters and one 26-pound toddler — consume such a bounty? I got out my calculator and did some quick figuring. I kept dividing the numbers until they became less frighteningly large. Finally, I came up with the answer: We would need to eat a mere 2.82 pounds of beef per week to get to the bottom of it within a year.

I’d ordered the meat because I was convinced of the nutritional and environmental value of eating grass-fed beef. But the bargain hunter in me also liked the price. At less than $3 per pound, the beef — fattened on nothing but green grass and hay from the Wallowa Mountains of eastern Oregon — was cheaper than supermarket ground beef. Cheaper, by far, than the premium steaks I inevitably succumbed to at expensive butchers and high-class grocery stores. I was ready to accept the challenge. I would cook all 147 pounds of this animal, if I had to make vats of Bolognese sauce and invite the whole neighborhood to dinner.

This culinary adventure began last August, when my husband and I discovered a small stand at the Portland Farmer’s Market—it was Carman Ranch, selling Wallowa Valley Grassfed beef. There was no product on hand, merely a young woman with a sign-up sheet. In an uncharacteristically spontaneous move, I agreed to buy a share. I dashed off a deposit for $100, and we left the market. To taste our first grass-fed meat, we would have to wait until fall.

Continue reading " HERE'S THE BEEF: One Woman's Quest to Cook a Quarter Cow " »

Edible Portland's Summer 2008 Video Feature - Raised on Grass: Pasture Fed Animals

"Here's the Beef: One Woman's Quest to Cook a Quarter Cow" (Edible Portland, Summer 2008) features Wallowa Valley Grass-fed Beef from Carman Ranch. Our featured video this season tells the story of another Oregon farm that raises grass-fed animals, Abundant Life Farm. Scott and Marilyn Jondle raise and sell pasture-raised eggs, chickens, ducklings, turkeys and pork, and grass-fed beef and lamb in Dallas, Oregon.

Thanks to a partnership with a local film company that produces Cooking Up A Story, a show about real people and their special connections to food and sustainable living, we’re able to bring Edible Portland stories to life in video format. Cooking Up A Story’s work is shot unscripted, and the stories are told in the voice of the subject.

Previous videos featured in Edible Portland can be found here.

June 2, 2008

The summer issue will be available in stores on June 4th!

Edible Portland's summer issue will be available at these locations by the end of the week!

Things we're excited about in this issue include a primer on homemade ice cream, a story on how to find, buy and cook grass-fed beef in Oregon and Washington, a fascinating profile of food writer M.F.K. Fisher and, of course, delicious seasonal recipes. (Here's a taste that will get your mouth watering for more.)

Most of all, we are looking forward to the conversations we hope are sparked by our cover story on farmworkers in Oregon. The complexity of the issues is immense, but we need to understand them in order to build a food system that is fair, affordable and legal for farmworker and farmer alike.

We hope you enjoy the summer issue as much as we did bringing it all together!



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