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Monday, September 26, 2011

Foraging for Fall




Fall is the preamble to the harsh, cold winter season.  It is the time to prepare for the months ahead that render the landscape barren and stolid.  Like in a battle it is important to gather items that can survive the elements and ensure that you survive as well.  

My mum and I explored two roadside fruit and vegetable stands last Sunday afternoon.  The weather was in no way an indication that fall had arrived.  The sun beat down on our shoulders with intensity like that of a mid-August day.  The humidity in the air made our hair frizz and our sinus’ act up. Upon arrival at the first roadside stand we discovered a beautiful selection of chrysanthemums on display.  I favored the orange ones right away and my mum the white ones.  Mums, as they are affectionately called, are a hardy flower.  They have an internal clock that tells it when the day length is less than 15 hours.  In essence, it knows when the fall season starts, even if Mother Nature does not agree.  The beautiful flowers the mums produce are evidence that it is time to prepare for the harsh winter season ahead.  They symbolize the symmetry of the definition of hardy.  Hardy is described as being “robust, courageous, and brazenly daring…and capable of surviving unfavorable conditions.”  This is the very thing to celebrate and forage in the harvest season. It is also a beautiful reminder that in nature as well as in ourselves there is a built-in system for survival.  In essence, we have what we need.

At the second roadside stand we found ripe and luscious mackintosh apples and other fresh vegetables that were thriving. These vegetables inspired me to make a delicious hardy lunch. When I arrived home I made my version of a ploughman’s lunch.  The ploughman’s lunch originated in Britain and is basically a lunch that a ploughman would take with him at the beginning of his day. It consisted of food that would sustain him until dinnertime.  The typical recipe calls for crusty bread, a variety of cheeses, salty meats such as ham, celery, carrots, apples, a hardboiled egg, and a jar of chutney or jam.
I put together my favorite version of a ploughman’s lunch with what I had on hand in my refrigerator.

Jenkins’ Ploughman’s Lunch
Serving Size: 1
2 Celery stocks, cut on a bias
1 carrot, peeled and cut on a bias
1 mackintosh apple, chopped
4 pieces of whole wheat melba toast
4 pieces of sharp cheddar cheese

Take all ingredients and assemble on a plate.  Served traditionally with beer.



 Sarah Jenkins

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Falling for Fall...




For me the end of August means only one thing, the beginning of fall. This season fills me with inspiration. As soon as I see back packs and school supplies I know fall is around the corner. 

The best part of fall for me is the food, mainly apples and pumpkins.  I went to Mann Orchard in Methuen, MA today with my sister and we bought a bushel of apples and fresh lettuce. Seeing the fresh produce sparks the foodie passion in me and I cannot deny myself the opportunity to utilize that spark. 

The crisp cooler air is a loving invitation for me to make my fall favorites: homemade spaghetti sauce, spicy three bean chili, and fresh tomato soup.  The hearty warm meals are very comforting. Even though I know winter will soon be on its way and along with it the busy holiday months, I relish the cool, calm air of the fall.  Excitement mounts at the thought of pulling out my corduroy jacket and boots. I fill my shopping cart up with caramel apples and decorate my apartment with small pumpkins.  The orange gourds remind me of what is to come, baking my vava’s pumpkin cookies.  Every Thanksgiving and Christmas I take out the largest bowl I own to whip up twelve dozen pumpkin cookies with chocolate chips.

Now as I sip my pumpkin beer I am enjoying the cool night air along with two family members, Rupert and Nala, the cats.  I smell my homemade spaghetti sauce cooking on my stove and feel a yearning to grab the Harry Potter book I am reading. And with that thought I bid you adieu, so that I might enjoy this beautiful fall night while it lasts.

Sarah Jenkins