Farm Blog

Our winter greens are… virtually non-existent. The transplanted kale is hanging in there, but rats in the big greenhouse have developed...

Remember how I was weaning myself off of sugar? Then Lucas appeared, holding a short piece of tapered PVC pipe. “I’m been using this to...

I looked up from the kitchen sink to see the ducks huddled in their pen. What could be the matter? Looking beyond them, I saw more...

Daniel and I went to our local grocery store for a pre-Food Challenge extravagance just before New Years. Slightly hungry, and shopping...

“It’s the least we can do, a small way to give back,” says our friend Ana. She’s arranging to bring us a very non-Food-Challenge dinner...

Cookie the Cow produces at least 50 pounds of--let's call it Cookie dough--every day. Before milking her in the morning and evening, I...

Behold a lovely lump of butter made from a half-gallon of Cookie the Cow's cream. Golden, eh? I kneaded it over the sink to clean the...

After the Mr. Corncakes debacle--let's just say that I will always ask permission before I post pictures of my beloved in his long johns...

My last post was wordy and intellectual, so this week has a much more corporeal corn theme. I give you a photoshoot of Mr. Corncakes...

I have to pause in my cow stories to tell you a little bit about a similar creature. Like cows, this one does not exist outside of human...