2 days ago
Over the years I’ve developed a real passion for the idea of eating seasonally and from place. This is not the “eat seasonally” slogans echoed by the crew that also espouse salvation in mercury lightbulbs, importing grains from across the world, and wearing clothing derived from petrochemicals because it’s somehow more ethical than natural materials like wool, leather, and linen. (Seems a good time to point out the mammoth amount of glyphosate that is used in the cotton industry to grow their now ubiquitous GMO cotton. And, yes, it does persist and you do absorb that disaster right into your hot body through your skin). When I say “seasonal eating”, I’m talking about trying to emulate the eating patterns of our ancestors as closely and thoughtfully as we can. But when I write about this, I get so many questions about what foods even belong to what season. Grocery stores have won the war on connection to our food sources.
This is a post worthy of a bigger blog post and I hope to have one running later this fall. Alas, summer is just too busy for anything but growing, collecting, foraging, preserving, and harvesting.
But to sum it up, every food has a season in nature. Eggs slow down or stop entirely in the winter. Milk stops, hence the lovely preservation of cheeses and other cultured dairy products. Vegetables, mushrooms, fruits all disappear. Of course, in times of ole, we could still hunt all throughout the winter, adding preserved fats from our fatty animals caught earlier in the season. We can’t hunt year round anymore and so, I thank the genius that created the modern day deep freezer.
To that I add fermented, cultured, and dried foods of all ilk, harvested at their prime. Our animals are all pastured, providing us with the most nutrient dense foods possible. A nose to tail animal foods diet remains the focus on our plates.
My garden is planted with only heritage and ancient plants, but I plan on cultivating more wild plants. In the meantime, I forage from the bounty of this place. The gifts of the land are endless and abundant and, I believe, key to our connection to ourselves, to each other, and to the essence of what it is to be fully alive.