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Pt. Reyes Farmers Market, Vegetable

October 26, 2009

Killer Kohlrabi

Gator Jack struggles with Kohlrabi

Gator Jack struggles with Kohlrabi

The most highly questioned vegetable at the 2009 Point Reyes Farmers market was kohlrabi.   Evocative of Lady GaGa (insert Ziggy Stardust if you are over 50) – it is visually confusing, yet utterly fascinating.  Kohlrabi once topped the charts with European royalty as a favorite vegetable. My VIP friends  (Vegetarians in Paradise ) predict a hearty comeback for this neglected member of the brassica oleracea family, more commonly called the cabbage family. FYI – bulbous base grows above ground along with the greens.

Don't be afraid - it's good for you

Don't be afraid - it's good for you

Armed with some great pointers from Sandy &  Dennis Dierks at Paradise Valley Produce, I brought two home with me and had quite the Saturday evening.   I cut the greens off the base and tasted the stem.  It had a gentle fresh broccoli taste with a hint of a horseradish bite.  I set the greens aside and peeled the skin off the kohlrabi base.  Mine were about the size of large apples and the outer layer of skin that needed peeling was about ¼ inch thick.  According to Dennis skin thickness varies with the size of the bulb.  The inside was similar to jicama in texture.  I sliced half of one of them to serve raw (sweeter and more subtle than the stem) – I diced the other half and sautéed it with a bit of McEvoy olive oil, sliced elephant garlic and a bit of kosher salt – amazing.  The other kohlrabi I also did two ways – The first half I boiled (along with some elephant garlic) and mashed them with olive oil and butter, this tasted great, but the texture was a little mushy.  I sliced the other half and prepared it like my scalloped potatoes – it was delicious – a schosh too moist for me – so adjust accordingly.  Here is a recipe that did work for me click on  kohlrabi gratin!  One tip I heard regarding moisture is to very lightly salt slice and let them sit on a paper towel for a bit before use in something like a gratin.

Kohlrabi with beautiful greens

Kohlrabi with beautiful greens

The greens were great!  I stripped the greens from the stems and julienned. I finely chopped the stems and sautéed them first with a bit of diced bulb and some minced elephant garlic – I added the greens (similar in thickness to collards) to the sautéed mixture and cooked about 15 more minutes adding water as they cooked down.   I removed half of the pan and served “southern style” with a dash of hot pepper vinegar – y’all it was good!  I took the other half and added a dash of agave nectar and a star anise and let it simmer a bit more – lovely.

Kohlrabi base

Kohlrabi base

With just a little effort I found kohlrabi easy to work with and amazingly versatile.  I can’t wait to get more  and work with it primarily raw this week.  I understand the greens also work well in salads and that you can make a great kimchi.  I’m thinking of using raw rounds as the base for canapés the way I might use jicama.  I think it would work really well with a creamy cheese like a Cowgirl Creamery Mt. Tam!

Farming, Pt. Reyes Farmers Market, Vegetable

October 22, 2009

The Ozzy Osbourne Potato

Jack adores the Ozzy tater mouthfeel

Jack adores the Ozzy tater mouthfeel

The first time Mammaw and Pappaw showed me how to “scratch for taters” – my little hands scribbled and scrabbled  around the base of the plant.   My eyes were squinted shut so I could “see” underground with my fingers.  When they wrapped around the first potato I ever harvested,  I felt like a miner with his first nugget of gold.  I had potato fever!   It was what we called an “Irish” or “New” potato – small, round and red.  Mammaw cooked it in a separate pot just for me.  She cut it in half  and drizzled butter and chopped fresh parsley over it.  I added a little salt and cracked black pepper and then I bit into what felt like a miracle.  That mouthful of joy had been hiding under dirt.

Multi-knobbed Ozette

Multi-knobbed Ozette

When Margie at Wild Blue Farm in Tomales first showed me an Ozette potato, I thought of that day.  This was the first year they had grown this rare new “rock star” of the potato world.   She told me a little bit about how it had been discovered.  They were also called Anna Cheeka’s potatoes, because she was the person from the Makah Tribe that provided the original seed for current farmers.  I was so excited about Ozettes and when I was on the KWMR Farm Report two days later, I began talking about this strange  potato with a fascinating story.  When Lyons, the host,  asked me the name of this amazing potato – I froze -  the only name that came to me was Ozzy Osbourne.  Lyons wanted to know how it got that name, I had to say that wasn’t really the name but that it was close – I knew that it sounded like that and it sorted of looked like the Ozzy Osbourne of the tuber world.  The host, Lyons,  quickly said, “well perhaps you can give us the real name and more facts next week,” and we moved the conversation over to kohlrabi – which reminds me of Lady GaGa – but I didn’t say that.

Sliced Raw Ozette Potatoes

Sliced Raw Ozette Potatoes

It’s not easy when you don’t fit the mold.  And that’s why we’ve lost so many food treasures.  Imagine boxing billions of potatoes that are shaped like the mutant offspring of Mr. Peanut.  And it was probably because Mr. and Mrs. Peanut had been forced to live 50 feet from illegally placed  high powered cell antennas in a corrupt city, until they could move to beautiful West Marin where their odd shapes were cherished – oops – wrong story – that would be me and my husband.

Whole Ozettes on plate

Whole Ozettes on plate

Back to Anna Cheeka’s wonderful legacy.  David Ronninger, who was a successful Idaho potato farmer, got the initial seeds from Anna in the late 1980’s and introduced it to the fresh market.   This was indicative of a movement around the world to preserve foods from our past that were being lost because they didn’t work well in the mass distribution model.   The story is that the potato was brought from Peru by Spanish exploreers to the Makah Indians at Neah Bay on Washington’s Olympic peninsula, where it has been grown since the 1700’s.

New DNA testing challenges the notion of Peruvian/Andean origin – just like the Jerry Springer Show!  Is Peru your Daddy or is it  some other Andean region?  NO!  Mexico or Chile are probably where the Ozette originated.  Testing also showed the Ozette has nearby cousin in Alaska – the Maria’s potato which has been growing in a Native Alaskan garden.  The Ozette is under the protection of Slow Food Seattle and you can find out more of the history by clicking here.  They haven’t yet updated with the DNA data, but if you want to look at the DNA technical abstract done by the USDA click here.  If you want me to stop with the technical data and tell you about how they taste….keep reading.

Ozette potatoes roasting

Ozette potatoes roasting

Ozette’s are a fingerling and not all of them are multi-knobbed, I just happen to love the look of those.  Most of them are single tubers and typical fingerling size – maybe a touch smaller.   The potatoes have a  cool curvy, wavy kind of look due to lots of shallow pyramid shaped eyes.  So even if their shape might make them anathema to the commercial potato industry, their taste makes them a darling to anyone who loves to cook or eat.  And for farmers and backyard gardeners , this potato is said to grow well in all conditions.  Tough and tasty.

Ozette potatoes roasting with rosemary

Ozette potatoes roasting with rosemary

Earthy, nutty, truffle-like are some of the words to describe the flavor of the Ozette.   These flavors were prominent to me and made them a great choice to go with game, pork tenderloin and Daddy’s venison.  I also cooked them whole, under a roasting chicken – they held up, absorbed some chicken flavor, yet still sang that earthy note.  Roasting, steaming, sauteed and boiled/mashed were the ways I prepared them.  My favorites were  sauteed and roasted.  But make sure to try steaming – it gives you the opportunity to really taste the potato – just finish it  the way my Mammaw did my first potato.

Pt. Reyes Farmers Market

October 17, 2009

My Name Up in Sharpie!

Gator Gobbling Galeux d'Eysines

Gator Gobbling Galeux d'Eysines


I was a headliner today in one of Prince Charles’ favorite hangouts -The Point Reyes Farmers Market!
Climbing up the food chain with some rare and impressive heirloom winter squash, I had my 104 minutes of fame alongside the renown Amy Whelan of Inverness and  Margie McDonald, a royally approved farmer from Wild Blue Farm in Tomales.  As you can see my gator muse, One-eyed Jack, couldn’t resist the Galeux d’Eysine, which is a rarely seen French heirloom squash.
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For our demonstration and tasting we had eight different types of winter squash.  We had an uncooked squash, a baked squash and the toasted seeds of each variety so that our guests could see and sample the attributes of each one.  Margie McDonald described the origin, growing patterns and taste characteristics of each squash as we served a slice of the squash being discussed with a little taste of local cheddar cheese to accompany.

Amy Whelan (left) and Margie McDonald (right)

Amy Whelan (left) and Margie McDonald (right)

Many of us know butternut,  spaghetti and delicata squash – but for the most part Americans  under utilize winter squash. Winter squash has a rich history – in Native American folklore, winter squash was one of the “three sisters,” along with corn and beans.  These were cornerstones of the food chain for the tribes because they could stay nutritionally healthy on these three food types when hunting and gathering times were hard.

Amy setting out the different toasted seeds next to their squash

Amy setting out the different toasted seeds next to their squash

This is one of the reasons that we felt it would be helpful for our guests to have the opportunity to see, touch and taste some new varieties.  We had some cooking techniques to share, but we really tried to create a brainstorming environment to see what came to mind for each of us as we experienced the variety.  The Galeux d’Eysines, pictured above with One-eyed Jack, is a beautiful French heirloom squash with a salmon colored skin and richly textured with bumps and warts.  It has a very sweet, firm orange flesh and the seeds are fatter and have more meat than a pumpkin seed.  One reason you see fewer of some of the heirloom squash is because the vines may only produce two or three squash per vine.  The Galeux d’Eysines can range from 5 to 12 pounds.

Marina de' Chioggia - cooked squash in front

Marina di' Chioggia - cooked squash in front

Marina di’ Chioggia Pumpkin literally means Sea Pumpkin from Chioggia.  Chioggia is a town in the province of Venice and is known for these rustic, large turban-shaped blue-green fruits.  Their  pebbled skin  indicates maturity and inside you find a sweet orange flesh desirable for baking or even grilled and brushed with olive oil and rosemary.  In the photo below Margie is holding one up so that you can see the turban hat bottom.

Margie showing the turban bottom of Marina d' Chioggia

Margie showing the turban bottom of Marina d' Chioggia

Another favorite was the Blue Ballet, which is like a smaller version of the Blue Hubbard Squash.  One-eyed Jack is holding one up below for your viewing pleasure.  The beauty of the Blue Ballet is that the flesh is firm and less fibrous than some of the other squash so it can be used raw for baking.  You could either grate it or dice it finely to use in a recipe that might normally use apples or pears.  There is a nice recipe for a Blue Ballet Honey Drizzle Cake from the Domestic Goddess in Training blog that you might want to try.  It’s metric – so be glad for all the nutrients in winter squash that will help your brain function well enough to do the conversion.  I love Blue Ballet simply baked with nothing added.   I also recommend this grilled with a little butter and finish by drizzling some agave nectar over the slices and then top with toasted pine nuts.

Blue Ballet Squash held aloft by Gator

Blue Ballet Squash held aloft by Gator

Okay, so I’m feeling overly squashed  now and I promise to share more squash secrets later, but I do want to tell you about the grand finale of my gig at the Point Reyes Farmers Market.   In order to highlight our end of the season fundraiser,  a silent auction of “Apple Art” created by area artists on 5″ x 5″ canvases, I grilled two types of apples and served them with Point Reyes Blue Cheese crumbles.  But – what was really cool was my outfit!  I have a beautiful apple green long silk shirt from my Aunt Gladys that I wore under my amazing eye-popping red & green apple apron.  It was not slimming, but while my therapist is on sabbatical I’m in no position to continue processing the meaning of my mid-life weight gain.  Although I think the fact that I was willing to look like a ginormous apple woman without a second thought means I’m appropriately focused on my success in the food chain of fame.  You have to work with what you’ve got – right now I could totally survive a snake or gator bite or a famine – and I can still climb a tree faster than you can say “drizzle more butter on those grilling apples!”

Apple Art Show Auction Entries

Apple Art Show Auction Entries

A whiter shade of pale - Apple Art!

A whiter shade of pale - Apple Art by Heather Pratt

I love this pale apple by Heather Pratt, but then again, all of the apple portraits are uniquely appealing.

The painting below is by Max Hurwitz – you can bid on all of these great pieces of art at the Farmer’s Market on Saturday’s from 9a-1pm at Toby’s Feed Barn in Point Reye’s Station.  It all culminates with our Harvest Dinner at Toby’s on Saturday, November 14th at 6pm.

Max's Apple Equals Worm Food Painting

Max's "Apple Equals Worm Food" Painting

Thank you Max for reminding us all that there is a place for everyone and every critter on the Food Chain!!!

Food Chain Philosophy

October 16, 2009

Staying alive!

Gator Jack & Garlic

Gator Jack & Garlic

The summer I was five years old, we moved into a house on the edge of Ragg Swamp in the first suburb built in Mobile, Alabama.  Nestled into landfill, our perfectly square lot backed up to a convergence of creeks, piney woods, swamp and a red clay gully.  Ragg Swamp was where hunted men (bad and good) fled when they were on the run.  It was rare to be followed in, because no one ever came out of Ragg Swamp alive.  At least that’s what my Daddy told me.  He was my new Dad and that first week in the new house I couldn’t sleep.  So this was my first bedtime story from Daddy.  He told me not to leave our backyard because little girls weren’t safe in the swamp.

The next day I climbed the fence and went to the back edge of a neighbor’s yard where I had seen mockingbirds flying in and out of an old mulberry bush.  I climbed up to look in the nest and came face to face with the wide open mouth of a large snake filled with baby bird.  I’m not sure if I fainted or just fell, but suddenly I was on my back under the bush watching the adult birds squawk and fly at the nest.  That night I told Daddy and he said, I was lucky the snake had something in his mouth and that he wouldn’t chase me while he was eating.  That was strangely reassuring.

That weekend I got my nerve up and climbed over our fence, slid down towards the creek and started walking.  I saw our new neighbor’s dog barking and barking near an old log that was washed up on the shore.  Dixie would lunge forward, bark and drop back.  Suddenly the log moved so fast that it seemed like a dream.  Dixie was gone, it was really quiet.  That night Daddy told me how alligators can run faster than a quarter horse.  Dixie probably weighed 40 pounds – I don’t think I weighed a whole lot more.  Daddy saw the look on my face and said, “Honey, the snake isn’t bad, the alligator isn’t bad – it’s called the food chain – we all have to eat.”  That night I knew I wanted climb that chain faster than an alligator could run or a snake could crawl.