May 5th. I spent the day on the farm with my 93 year old grandfather. Frustrated with my uncle's fence building skills, on Easter he told me I could have any of his sheep or goats that got out of their pen. When he quizzed me on what I planned to do with the livestock when I caught it, I said, "I'm selling it back to you, for a really good price!" He laughed, certain I'd never catch one of his animals. Well...today, I almost had some extra income. While heading out to the mailbox, I heard some mawwing, desperate mawwing. Looking around I saw a goat, with his head stuck in a tomato cage, trapped, easy prey. I tore through some trees to get to the goat, certain this was a profit. We wrestled all the way to my car where I knew I had my dog's chain. I planned to chain the goat to a tree in the front yard, and I pulled on the door handle, ugh, locked. The goat got away, but not without being chased by me and my 6# dog, Jacques. His chain wound up like a lasso in my hand. Darn, maybe next time. This city slicker, urban farmer needs to learn an easier way to catch goats.
So on with the blog...if you read my profile you know my husband and I are passionate about local, seasonal eating. I plan to blog about locally sourced and seasonal eating in the Wichita area twice weekly. Typically on Tuesday and Friday, the days restaurants get fresh fish according to my husband, who is a chef. "But", I ask, "are they local fish?"
Please ignore the previous posts, they are for a graduate class I took and will be deleted soon (once they are graded).
I am currently working on a local foods list - a list designed for the Wichita consumer. If you know of local producers who would like to be included on the list, please, contact me!
Until the next post...the fresh season is slowly arriving!! Are your taste buds ready, mine are!