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Friday, July 16, 2010

Have you ever scratched a snail's foot?

 

It is getting towards snail season in the southern hemisphere and I was thinking of all those garden snails that are eaten in France. There, people make collections of them and purge them, ready to cook.... so I wondered if I might do the same. I mean, why not? I love shell fish and garden snails are just the land version of sea snails.

I was reading about it on this website and it all seemed quite sensible and do-able until I got to..... Check daily and discard any dead snails. Scratch the snail's foot to check; if it doesn't twitch, the snail is dead. Is this a joke or what?

 

Maybe, I thought, it was written on April Fool's Day or something...

The recipes sound delicious and very French.... maybe one of the blog readers out there, who live in France, can tell us if they regularly go about tickling snails' feet! One farmer I knew of in France said it was not necessary to purge them in water, he just hangs them in nets in the shade for a few days, as its usually done in early spring, and hoses them down from time to time.... Farming can be a gruesome business.

I really want to try this. Please tell us if you have any experience on snail preparation.

(Images from BBC Food and http://www.cartoonstock.com/directory/s/snails.asp)

Australian snail farming.... is there anything Australians don't do? http://www.snails.com.au/

Monday, July 5, 2010

Et voilĂ !

imageSaturday is organic beef day and if you are lucky, Gerard will also have rhubarb, eggs and a few veg, but I go to his farm for the best beef around and a chat with a really great bloke, as passionate about food and health as me.

Gerard has 2 lovely little dogs, a male and a female, both Jack Russells. As I patted them and told Gerard how much I liked them and how I was on the lookout for a pup..... his eyes lit up.

As luck would have it, he had advertised 4 puppies just today! Well, I hesitated for 5 seconds before asking to see them; scared to death that I would buy one, right there and then.

image I am a sucker for dogs. As a child my mother always kept 5 dogs on the go; as one got old she would be reading dog books and planning to buy the next puppy. I loved every single one of them. This is the first time in my life I have not had dogs. Well, as you can imagine, the Jack Russell puppies were all gorgeous but the only one to trot out of his basket and come straight up to me was of course the one I bought!

 

 

imageSo it happened ........ that on Friday I had my trailer connector fixed and came home with 2 ducks; on Saturday I bought organic beef and came home with a puppy. Et voilà, it happened, just like that.

At the moment his name is.... (laugh as much as you like)..... Et voilà. Oddly enough, he likes the name and cocks his head on one side then runs up to me, wagging his tail. Tomorrow I will take photos of dog and ducks..... if I get time!

 

image Well it is now Monday and the ducks had flown away 5 minutes after letting them out, yesterday. I could not bear to keep them in the wheelhouse any longer; they looked so sad.

The puppy is gorgeous and pops up on my knee, pops into his basket,  pops up just about everywhere I go and even popped onto my gardening bag for a sleep..... so I changed his name to Popsy! Oh dear! I am terrible with dog names.

Please think of a better one and let me know!

Friday, July 2, 2010

It's been a lovely week.....

Life is very, very different here to life in Adelaide. I have written about it before and every now and then something happens which makes me feel like I am in a wonderful movie; that it cannot be real. I loved Adelaide, with its population of over a million, don't misunderstand me, but here in Cygnet the population is around 800..... Let me highlight a few key experiences.

I walk maybe 1km on the footpath to the supermarket. The sounds I hear and things I see include cars, sometimes trucks, cows, a horse, a couple of dogs and people, often an elderly woman and her shopping trolley, kids en route walking to and from school, a couple of meandering creeks, the tidal estuary of the bay and the sailing boats on moorings off past the bird sanctuary, frogs, many different birds, a playground, a walking track and a foot bridge, chooks in the food forest, the community garden full of real food and then the line of shops, cafes, bank, library, pretty little park and the post office.

I arrive at the supermarket happy, invigorated from the chilly air, reminded that I need to pick some herbs from the community garden on my way back home, and usually having spoken to at least one person I know who is in an equally relaxed frame of mind. Contrast this with going to a supermarket in any city!

On one such walk last week I saw a mulcher for sale. It was perfect. I spoke to the man who was selling it. A few days later I went back and said I'd buy it if he put some lugs on the side to hold bags..... so it was agreed. I never once mentioned my name. When I went back to pay for it, he said he'd bring it around to my home later if I liked. I began to tell him where I lived but he said he knew and now he knew my name too. That's what happens when the population of 800 becomes 801.

Today I took my car to have the connection to my new trailer changed to a Tasmanian one. I had to walk home and then walk back again later to get my car. Its the same route, only about twice as far or maybe more. The bloke who fixes cars is up another street, turn left at the dirt road past the school then wind gently along to the last house opposite the horses and the ducks by the pond. There's no sign. There never is here! You just have to know.

Next to his garage are his wife's chooks, which I was admiring while he was on the phone. She came out and we had a chat and she took me to the inner sanctum, where every increasing numbers of ever increasingly special, sophisticated, pure-bred beauties live in grassy chook palaces! Happier little creatures I have never seen..... then we came to a pair of ducks in a little home of their own. This next part of the story you just won't believe but its such a typical example of life here....

Mechanic fixes cars. Across the road lives his horse and in a pond in the horse paddock live some wild ducks. Man takes horse some treats every day or so. Ducks come and join in. Ducks love horse food. Ducks get very friendly. Ducks begin to follow man back to garage and help him fix the cars.... well they do pooh everywhere and more and more ducks come to the garage. Soon man is spending more time shooing away ducks (by cracking a whip!) than fixing cars. So he catches some ducks and gives them to customers to take away to new homes. I come along on such a day.... he takes me on a walk to see all the ducks by the pond.... and now I have 2 friendly, pretty ducks, a pair; he always tries to keep pairs together. Would I like him to come and help me get the ducks out of the car, he asks. He gives me his home phone number in case I need help. Wife waves good bye to me. Now we are friends.

I come home to find a box of old grain bags for the mulcher on my verandah. There's only one person who knows I need bags for those lugs. Nice.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Human Health, Starvation and Biodiversity

I have been reading three very interesting pieces of work. One chapter of one book is about gathering winter wild food in France, by Eliot Coleman. What most people would call weeds, are sought out as prized winter food by old time French men, mostly, who explain that nature has provided these foods in winter as it is then that they are filled with the nutrition we need to help our bodies cope with the cold of winter.

This is something I have often thought was more relevant to healthy eating habits than is given credit. If you eat what is grown there, wherever you are right now, it is the right thing for you.... it has experienced the same weather, air, water etc as you have and if your food is thriving in that situation, then, when you eat it, you thrive too. Its no good shipping tomatoes from a place where it is summer, to where it is winter and expecting it to supply what your winter body needs.

The second is on this fascinating blog, simply called Vaviblog which recounts the travels and recent tracing of the footsteps of the prominent Soviet botanist and geneticist, Vavilov, best known for having identified the centres of origin of cultivated plants.  As pointed out and written about so beautifully, from this introduction, through every engrossing page...

Agricultural biodiversity is all that stands between the world and starvation. I hope that by giving a voice to Vavilov this web site will help people to understand why that is so and to take steps to safeguard our past … because it is our future.

Here is an excerpt from the blog, where the author comes upon a market under a tree in Ethiopia...

...At last we saw the shiny black seeds of noog piled high, next to other oilseeds such a peppergrass and sesame. Next to the many colors of ground cumin and chile pepper, there were brilliant golden piles of ginger, as well as masses of intact but sinewy ginger roots. One woman hand-roasted and weighed various grades of Ethiopian wild and domesticated coffees right before your eyes, while another sold various colors and textures of sea salt nested in pale brown paper containers, each looking much like a scoop of vanilla ice cream in a sugar cone. There were countless medicinal herbs as well as the crystallized globules of Ethiopian myrrh and “false” frankincense. Surrounding all the herbalists were huge piles of blue Hubbard squash, papayas, onions, Swiss chard, kale, mustard greens, and pomelos...

Elders from Europe, Africa, Asia and indigenous people all over the world know that wild, natural food has all the nutrition they need at the time of picking. It is fact that even something as simple as a cos lettuce has in it vitamins and minerals in different proportions, according to how, where and when it is grown. In winter, for example, it may be bitter and far from this being a disadvantage, we should take that bitterness, as it is a wonderful immunity boost and helps ward off winter ills.

So it is with great joy that I find I am able to gather food at the Cygnet Community Garden, because I garden there.... and yes, I did go on Monday! While my home garden is still very young, I would hate to have to buy vegetables grown away from here. The vitality that local food gives me far outways its identity as a carrot or apple and this is why there is so much more to nutrition than science has yet discovered.

Thirdly is a report from the Settimana della Biodiversità in Rome, organized by Bioversity International, which states that:

Efforts to increase production have so far been based on simplified systems that depend on a few varieties of even fewer crops, which require large amounts of energy-dependent inputs such as fertilizers and pesticides. These simplified systems are both vulnerable to shocks and are unsustainable.

“This leads me to the conclusion that we must change paradigm and invest in intensification without simplification,” said Frison. He called on governments and funding organizations to invest in research and development for agriculture, based on this new paradigm.

Amir Abdullah, Deputy Executive Director and Chief Operating Officer of the World Food Programme (WFP), addressed WFP’s work with chronically hungry people. “One of the causes of malnutrition is the lack of biodiversity. We recognize every day the impact that lack of biodiversity has on the people we work with. For that bottom billion, it’s a matter of life and death.”

These three pieces reflect what surely we already know in our hearts, that human health depends on eating the food that grows naturally where you live and eating as much variety as possible, every day of your life. It is a very cheap, short term aid to send war torn, malnourished nations thousands of kilograms of white rice and other equally processed stomach fillers. It is much harder but more important to see to it that "that bottom billion" has access to land to grow whatever grows naturally in their soils and climates, and with the greatest biodiversity possible, so there will always be food to harvest, no matter what shocks occur.

We all buy spices from far, far away but as a general rule of thumb please, see your soil and your toil as your health insurance. Do whatever you can to reject out of season produce and in-season but grown far away produce. Instead seek out anything that grows wild in your area and in your garden. Plant as wide a diversity of food plants that you can squeeze in, that will grow happily in your conditions.

I don't suppose I will ever stop saying it but that's because simplicity is often the answer that stares us in the face, while we search for complexity.... Saving seeds will sinlgehandedly save the world.

 

Monday, June 28, 2010

Have fun....

 

Preaching at people rarely works but making fun does. It seems to me that fun has gone out of some people's lives and, somehow, if you can give people a little taste of fun again, they respond in the most amazing ways. Like this video shows..... no-one said "Go and walk on those steps and it will be fun." They just put it out there.... and let it happen.

Its the same with this whole Transition Town thing; you can offer a list of serious discussions and ask for leaders and participants but the person who gets up and talks about doing fun stuff like .... making limoncello and cassis... the one who turns a potentially boring subject into a fun one by calling it The Tomato Appreciation Society... or cooking decadent stuff using seasonal fruits from our gardens.... like getting together this week to get it all going....  all the while smiling and laughing, will be the one who gets people signing up.

However there are some people who refuse to see fun.... I made the sad mistake of putting up a curving fence, instead of a straight one, for growing the peas up, at the community garden and was told off because growing food is not about making it look nice. Bloody hell.... I give up. I was shocked anyone could be so boring, so grumpy, so un-fun. Shall I bother going today?

Friday, June 25, 2010

Let the Show Begin!

 

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And so it was that we started the Home gardeners Group... with introductions, seeds and food to share. A dozen or so of us gathered at my place, most not having met before. When you open the door to gardeners, you know they are your friends, even before they step inside and so it was today. I am so lucky to have found such people already after only 3 months. It took me 20 years of solitary gardening in Adelaide.

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I caught a few of them on film... hahaha.... that word film shows my age! But Christine did a much better job of photographing my winter garden and kindly sent me her photos...

There are so many stories amongst the people, I am sure.... from far and wide and up and down but, right now, we are all living within 20 minutes or so of each other.... at places like Charlotte Cove, Birch's Bay, Lower Wattle Grove and Woodbridge.... washed up on the shores or returned home.

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Frances brought buckets of dill and sweet pea seeds to start our seed sharing. Ros gave me a plant called herb Herb Robertianum which is wonderful because I have never heard of it. Please read about its cancer curing qualities and other benefits, as found on Isabel Shipard's website. When mine gets big enough I will certainly be chopping it up into my meals, as suggested. Evidently it self sows readily in a damp, shady spot.

 

There are lots of recipes to be shared amongst us and the table was laden with goodies!

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Home Gardeners Group

On Friday a whole bunch of people are coming to my place for the inaugural Home Gardeners Group get together. It is initially under the banner of the SCSLG... which stands for.... South Channel Sustainable Living Group.... hooray, I remembered it all!!! If anyone reading this blog would like to come, please send me an email and I will send you my address, because absolutely everybody is invited. It's going to be a fun, food-focused morning and here is the email I sent out about it:

WHERE:

  • If you were not at the Monday night meeting but would like to join in with the Home Gardeners Group, you are very welcome. Please let me know if you would like to come to our first get together, this Friday June 25th at 10am at my place.

WHAT:

  • The idea of the group is to enjoy sharing knowledge, experience, stories, seeds, plants, produce, recipes, food from our home gardens and hopefully to take ourselves to interesting local places related to growing food. I hope we can organise workshops on topics of our choosing and even make some fruit brews, such as limoncello, cassis, frangelico, honey mead, elderflower champagne to name a few.
  • If you are coming on Friday, let's start this off as we mean to continue. So if you have any seeds / seedlings / herbs / produce / food etc to share then bring them and we'll put them on a table for others to see. Then we will each tell the group about what we brought so people hear the story and we get to know each other.

REQUESTS:

  • I don't have many chairs so it would be helpful if you could bring one! I thought we'd have a walk around my acre, share what we have brought, have some morning tea and hopefully a few laughs as we get to know each other and talk about the kinds of things we might do together. Its colder in Cygnet than around Woodbridge, so please dress warmly!
  • Please try to car pool; after all this is all part of what we are trying to achieve. If you don't know anyone yet, hopefully you will after Friday. And I will make a list of members' contact details for us all.
  • Please feel free to contact me anytime but if you ring me, I may be outside and not hear the phone. I don't like answering machines, but if you ring after 5pm I am sure to be inside. I am online all the time, so emails will always be answered quickly. And you might like to read my blog Vegetable Vagabond from time to time. The blog we made for the Hills and Plains Seedsavers in Adelaide is full of stuff you might find interesting and/or entertaining too.