Want some worms?

November 18th, 2008

 

Passing this on from Nance:

The Greenhouses of Hope at Pacific Garden Mission, offers a pound of worms to the Chicagoland community for a $20 donation.  We sell very nice untreated often reclaimed wood worm bins 

1.5 cubic foot, ‘under-the-sink’wormerie w/ ~1000 worms for $75 

9 cubic foot ‘bench warmer’ wormerie w/ 2,500 worms for $175 

If you need worms, or are interested in these handmade wooden bins please  allow a week for your worms to be handpicked for you or two weeks for your handmade bin to be built.

Place your order with Nance Klehm at nettlesting@yahoo.com 

 

Point them toward the Publican

November 13th, 2008

Out today in the Reader’s food issue, I bravely interview local chefs and find out that . . . they all really, REALLY love Paul Kahan. Stop the presses.

A more gripping read, IMHO, is Mike Sula’s fascinating and eloquent account of following his mulefoot pigs to slaughter. And then eating them. Vegetarians across Chicago are revving up their comment engines as we speak.

The tamale index

November 12th, 2008

File under “leading economic indicators.” Claudio, aka “the tamale guy,” reports an uptick in sales in the last week. The bars on his beat have been more crowded since November 4, he says, and those drinkers are eating more tamales. He chalks it up to a mild postelection surge in consumer confidence. On the other hand, hypothesizes a fellow bartender/pundit, an Old Style and a bag of chicken tamales might just be all people can afford in the way of dinner on the town anymore.

Five days

November 11th, 2008

till:

TROUT ROE coconut, hyssop, passionfruit 

TOMATO basil, mozzarella, olive oil

CAULIFLOWER five coatings, three gels, apple

LOBSTER popcorn, butter, curry

WAGYU BEEF maitake, smoked date, Blis Elixir

RABBIT prune, shallot, burning leaves 

SHORT RIB  Guinness, peanut, fried broccoli

LAMB carrot, poppy seed, pistachio 

CONCORD GRAPE yogurt, mint, long pepper 

CRABAPPLE foie gras, brown sugar, sorrel 

BACON butterscotch, apple, thyme 

PUMPKIN gruyere, Blis maple syrup, smoke 

CHOCOLATE fig, olive, pine 

DRY CARAMEL salt

Carol “Alinea at Home” Blymire essays this last–and hits a home run.

Also: what the hell’s a “Blis elixir”? And, how is it related to the maple syrup? These and other gripping questions answered, or not, soon enough.

Gin, there and here

November 10th, 2008

I was supposed to go back to the island this weekend for the hotel’s first-ever juniper festival, a “let’s all whitewash the fence” kind of deal in which participants forage for wild juniper berries, for later (ostensible) use in Death’s Door gin. But I just couldn’t get it together. It looked to be cold and sleety; I can’t afford to rent a car; is a 12-hour drive (roundtrip) really useful for 36 hours of island time? All good reasons. But, I think I’m also just not ready. Right now the summer feels preserved in the amber of August sunsets. So sue me if I want to keep a little bit of it safe in my imagination; it’s getting nasty down here and those cracks in the casements haven’t magically fixed themselves.

However, if anyone’s interested (or, reading), Death’s Door will be in Chicago next weekend, for the annual Family Farmed Expo. Brian Ellison’s doing a panel on “locavore drinking” with Goose Island’s Greg Hall, Wild Blossom Meadery’s Greg Fischer (who I wrote a bit about here), and superstar mixologist Adam Seger, and I’m assuming they’ll have a booth in the exhibits hall as well.

Night of the Obamenon

November 5th, 2008

Fall forage

November 3rd, 2008

Sunday about 20 plant nerds converged on Gompers Park, at the far-northwest corner of Foster and Pulaski, for Nance’s final foraging walk of the season.

We walked into this thick stand of lambs quarters right off the bat; if  you’re looking, it’s at the south end of a little bridge at the southwest corner of Foster and Pulaski. Lambs quarters–aka “wild spinach, aka “pigweed”–are mildly spicy, good raw in salads or lightly stir-fried. It’s loaded with calcium and vitamins C and A, but not as iron-rich as garden spinach. Look for plants that haven’t yet gone to seed; if the leaves are red you don’t want it.

Just down the hill from the pigweed was a huge patch of yarrow (aka “milfoil,” or “roundwort”). Yarrow’s found just about everywhere,  It’s pretty bitter on its own, but medicinally useful as an antifungal. Make a tincture or infused oil and apply topically, says Nance–or brew a really strong tea and soak your feet in it to cure athlete’s foot. It’s also an effective styptic–a poultice made from fresh or dried yarrow can quickly stanch bleeding–and it’s believed to have analgesic and digestive benefits as well. But the herb is perhaps most famously used to brew some seriously strong beer

I can’t for the life of me remember what this is but obviously I thought it was interesting enough to ask this lady to pose with it. My notes say it’s yellow dock–but that’s not right. Yellow dock has long, slender leaves and a woody, yellow taproot. Anyone???

(While we’re waiting, let’s talk about yellow dock, which we dug up from the bank of a little lagoon. It’s a cleansing tonic–literally. It’s good for the kidneys and the liver, but it’s also a strong diuretic and laxative. Luckily, says Nance, “it’s hard to OD on it because it tastes so bad.”)

Hawthorne berries: used in teas, sweetened with honey, to relieve sore throats and slow diarrhea. They also make some yummy preserves that (according to Euell Gibbons, who provides recipes for Haw Jelly and Haw Marmalade in Stalking the Healthful Herbs) have the same medicinal properties as the tea.

Obligatory break for cute-baby photo. Note foraging-appropriate tutu.

The dandelion is probably the most common example of the adage “a weed is just a plant thriving where you want something else to grow.” Or, in Emerson’s words, “a plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered.” Young dandelion greens are tangy and slightly bitter and can be delicious raw; mix with boring lettuce to butch up your salad. Older, tougher greens are better steamed or sauteeed. Nance also recommends peeling and roasting the root, then grinding it up to make a nutty coffee substitute. I’ve never tried that tho, as dandelion coffee is also sadly caffeine free.

Some blurry creeping charlie (aka “ground Ivy”), used before hops as a bittering agent in beer.  Distinguished by its frilly edging, creeping charlie is found just about anywhere you look–just ask any frustrated gardener. It’s got a bracing minty smell when crushed that’s a tonic for nausea and dizziness. One summer, a while back, Nance was working with a landscaping crew of regularly hungover musicians who, she says, “had a lot of trouble with the bending-over-and-standing-up part of the job,” especially early in the morning. She used to make them smoosh creeping charlie in their palms and inhale to clear their heads.

Other plants found along the two-hour walk, which took us zig-zagging through the park then up along a sleepy tributary of the north branch of the river: wild senna, a POWERFUL laxative (”I tried it once and thought I had appendicitis!” cried one woman); plantain, which, when made into an infused oil, can treat skin problems and poison ivy and oak; burdock, whose sweet root is delicious pickled or stir-fried; chickweed, another good styptic poultice; hackberries, which have a dense, chocolately flavor; wild ginger, which, yum; garlic mustard, scourge of the upper midwest; and wild yams, about which Nance got very excited, saying “it’s AMAZING!!!” for “ladies” and their lady problems.

Then, when it was over, we feasted on wild-fermented sumac tea, sesame-pumpkin bread, serviceberry jam, and foraged plum puree, as well as a sweet-potato pie that one forager had been carrying around all afternoon, looking for all the world like some crazy woodlands waiter.

 

Cabbages and compost in the sky

November 3rd, 2008

Passed on from the master gardeners’ list-serv. Hey, it worked for Old MacDonald.

Dean’s Forum: Urban Farming Solutions

Wednesday, November 5th
12:00 - 1:30 p.m.
UIC School of Public Health Auditorium

A presentation by:
Dickson Despommier, PhD
Mailman School of Public Health, Columbia University

Local Panelists

Rodger Cooley, Heifer International

Erika AllenGrowing Power

Orrin Williams, Growing Home

Dr. Despommier’s presentation will focus on his concept of the Vertical Farm, a multistory indoor farming facility that allows for year-round supplies of food for its population. In conjunction, the local panelists will discuss various projects in the city of Chicago focused on urban farming, vermaculture and aquaculture.

FREE ADMISSION

ADDED:  Despommier on the Colbert Report!

(”And you could power the grid, of the farm, by hooking generators up to the customers and use the energy of them patting themselves on the back!”)

Studs Terkel

October 31st, 2008

Has died. As I was reading the Tribune story I got a call from S., who worked with Studs years ago on the Steppenwolf production of Division Street, America. He lives in LA now. He was crying. On the first day of rehearsal, S. said, Studs walked into the room, surveyed the actors, and spread his arms wide. “My people!” he proclaimed.

A while back, full of ambition, I dreamed up a blog project where I would post stories–or, ahem, “oral histories”–of people talking about getting laid off or otherwise wandering into unemployment, and what happens next.

How do they spend their time? (Fine tuning their Facebook status updates? Taking up pot smoking?) And how do they glue together a living? One former colleague of mine has turned her graphic design skills to frosting cupcakes for her sister, a baker. A lawyer I know started teaching 14 aerobics classes a week after losing her job. She is now poor, but ripped. And I know there must be more than one unemployed journalist out there selling all her shit on eBay.

In tribute, I planned to call it “Not Working.”

I think it’s got legs. Stay tuned.

 

Alinea on the horizon

October 30th, 2008


I have a date to go to Alinea in a few weeks, on the nickel of an old friend and his bride, who have done very well for themselves. Damn them. Anyway, I haven’t been back since it opened three years ago, but ever since the Alinea doorstop landed earlier this month I’ve been thinking more/again about the function(s) of fine dining. It’s a topic that just won’t die, and not just because I’ve been reduced to hoarding bartending tips in my underpants drawer (seriously). My thoughts may have evolved a lot since I first stumbled into Charlie Trotter’s seven years ago, but I guess I still believe the aesthetic and ethical questions high-end cooking at the level of a Trotter’s or an Alinea raises are both fascinating and weirdly relevant.

All of which is to say, I don’t actually have anything more to say about it right now. But this snippet, from Mark McClusky’s contribution to the “cookbook,”  has been rattling around in the brain pan.

“No one comes to a restaurant like Alinea simply to satisfy his or her hunger. You come to eat at Alinea to be removed from your daily life and surrender yourself to an experience that is managed down to the smallest detail. It’s theater you can eat.”

Elsewhere, in kitchen-theater news: Alinea at Home has launched.