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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UMR3o4eSp7ImA9WxNUGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415</id><updated>2009-11-09T16:01:26.431-08:00</updated><title>Front Porch Antiques &amp; Produce</title><subtitle type="html">naturally grown - naturally good</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/frontporchfarm" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UMR3oyeSp7ImA9WxNUGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-272358469437219526</id><published>2009-11-09T16:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T16:01:26.491-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-09T16:01:26.491-08:00</app:edited><title>Winter Squash Enchiladas</title><content type="html">&lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"  class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&lt;FONT  size=3&gt;It always frustrates me when a recipe calls for winter and summer squash  in the same dish.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Maybe they are  ready at the same time where you live, but not here!&lt;SPAN  style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;However, thanks to our amazing new  greenhouse, tomatoes are ripening during both winter and summer squash  season.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;And our pepper plants are  safe inside the greenhouse, too.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Thus, it calls for making Mexican dishes with winter squash: a fun, if  not authentic, challenge.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;&lt;FONT  size=3&gt;I tried a recipe for enchiladas before that used only winter squash,  peppers, and garlic as the sauce.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;But it was a bit dry and &amp;#8220;squashy&amp;#8221; for me.&lt;SPAN  style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;This time, I put into the blender cooked  winter squash, some hot peppers, and some tomatoes.&lt;SPAN  style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;I&lt;SPAN class=156331123-04112009&gt;nside  the flour tortillas, I&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;used leftover venison taco meat and the last  bit of the purple cabbage and green tomato salsa, rolling the&lt;SPAN  class=156331123-04112009&gt; tortillas&lt;/SPAN&gt; tightly&amp;nbsp;&lt;SPAN  class=156331123-04112009&gt;into &lt;/SPAN&gt;the pan.&lt;SPAN  style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;I spread them with a can of un-healthy,  fattening, non-organic cream of mushroom soup, just because I love the flavor it  adds to my enchiladas!&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Then I  topped them with a generous amount of blended squash, peppers, and tomatoes&lt;SPAN  class=156331123-04112009&gt; (all grown organically, of course)&lt;/SPAN&gt;, making sure  the sauce made it down in between and below the individual enchiladas.&lt;SPAN  style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;Smothered in cheese and cooked  &amp;#8216;til bubbly and slightly browned, it was moist and  delicious!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-272358469437219526?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/272358469437219526?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/272358469437219526?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2009/11/winter-squash-enchiladas.html" title="Winter Squash Enchiladas" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMDQ3o7fip7ImA9WxNUE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-4327974704126861431</id><published>2009-11-04T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:21:12.406-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-04T16:21:12.406-08:00</app:edited><title>tomato soup</title><content type="html">&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SvIaeEh3RCI/AAAAAAAAEqI/CJTppcUC_bg/s1600-h/IMG_6179-772406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SvIaeEh3RCI/AAAAAAAAEqI/CJTppcUC_bg/s320/IMG_6179-772406.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400408007084819490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Our favorite tomato soup recipe turned out extra-pretty this week with the&lt;br&gt;addition of yellow heirloom tomatoes.  &lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s a simple recipe: just saute diced onion and garlic in butter.  Then add&lt;br&gt;diced tomatoes and a bit of beef broth, then salt, pepper, thyme, and&lt;br&gt;parsley to taste.  Simmer for a few minutes and it&amp;#39;s the perfect side to go&lt;br&gt;with grilled cheese sandwiches or any Italian meal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-4327974704126861431?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/4327974704126861431?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/4327974704126861431?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2009/11/tomato-soup.html" title="tomato soup" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SvIaeEh3RCI/AAAAAAAAEqI/CJTppcUC_bg/s72-c/IMG_6179-772406.JPG" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQNRH06eyp7ImA9WxNVF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-1957421852635819220</id><published>2009-10-28T09:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:29:55.313-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-28T09:29:55.313-07:00</app:edited><title>of homemade tomato sauce</title><content type="html">&lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;Have you ever tasted homemade  tomato sauce?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;From tomatoes grown  in the dirt around your home.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Tomatoes that have been chopped on your kitchen counter.&lt;SPAN  style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Tomatoes that have simmered for hours on  your kitchen stove.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Until the extra  liquid has evaporated and the tomatoes have reached the smooth perfection of&amp;#8230;&lt;I  style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;homemade tomato sauce.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;Last week I made homemade tomato  sauce.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Then I diced up a leftover  chicken breast (from a whole chicken that had boiled on my wood stove in a cast  iron pan), and tossed it with pasta, artichoke hearts, mozzarella cheese chunks,  and some Italian herbs.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Topping it  with my homemade tomato sauce, making sure some cheese was near the top to peek  its way through, I popped it in the oven.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class=MsoNormal&gt;The bubbling and browned delight  that came out was absolute perfection.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Most especially because of the homemade tomato sauce.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-1957421852635819220?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/1957421852635819220?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/1957421852635819220?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2009/10/of-homemade-tomato-sauce.html" title="of homemade tomato sauce" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8CRnc8cCp7ImA9WxNQGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-3576904239422261519</id><published>2009-09-26T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T13:44:27.978-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-26T13:44:27.978-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Autumn is in the air...</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/Sr51kA-CUVI/AAAAAAAADkM/qo0Ij0STVV0/s1600-h/IMG_5860-719932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/Sr51kA-CUVI/AAAAAAAADkM/qo0Ij0STVV0/s320/IMG_5860-719932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385871465977631058" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And we have all the fruits and vegetables for the taste of autumn at the Front Porch!  Winter squash and pumpkins for pies and savories.  Apples and pears for canning and crisps.  Onions and potatoes and carrots (and lots more!) for everything in between.  Stop in for a taste of autumn...&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-3576904239422261519?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/3576904239422261519?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/3576904239422261519?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2009/09/autumn-is-in-air.html" title="Autumn is in the air..." /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/Sr51kA-CUVI/AAAAAAAADkM/qo0Ij0STVV0/s72-c/IMG_5860-719932.JPG" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04GQX8_fyp7ImA9WxNSFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-3037277725912463218</id><published>2009-08-12T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:38:40.147-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-28T18:38:40.147-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Rumor has it...</title><content type="html">&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SoNTz0pS7eI/AAAAAAAADfc/HeQYMMrO9y4/s1600-h/IMG_5484-755322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SoNTz0pS7eI/AAAAAAAADfc/HeQYMMrO9y4/s320/IMG_5484-755322.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369227330526047714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...that our corn is pretty yummy-tasting this summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-3037277725912463218?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/3037277725912463218?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/3037277725912463218?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2009/08/rumor-has-it.html" title="Rumor has it..." /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SoNTz0pS7eI/AAAAAAAADfc/HeQYMMrO9y4/s72-c/IMG_5484-755322.JPG" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4DRXo7fyp7ImA9WxJbE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-9026828246738421120</id><published>2009-07-22T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:22:54.407-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-22T21:22:54.407-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Summer is here!</title><content type="html">&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/Smfb_k3_LkI/AAAAAAAADck/BnbLKOa7u84/s1600-h/IMG_5427-710559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/Smfb_k3_LkI/AAAAAAAADck/BnbLKOa7u84/s320/IMG_5427-710559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361495766684610114" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It's the time of year for BLT sandwiches, fresh tomato slices topped with basil leaves, tomato and cucumber salad (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Panzanella"&gt;panzanella&lt;/a&gt;, anyone?)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every combination of recipes using fresh tomatoes, of the beefsteak and heirloom variety...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we've got it all here at Front Porch...  Come enjoy the luscious taste of summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-9026828246738421120?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/9026828246738421120?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/9026828246738421120?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2009/07/summer-is-here.html" title="Summer is here!" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/Smfb_k3_LkI/AAAAAAAADck/BnbLKOa7u84/s72-c/IMG_5427-710559.JPG" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUNQ3w_fSp7ImA9WxJXGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-8927746078766243472</id><published>2009-06-09T14:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T20:38:12.245-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-12T20:38:12.245-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Rhubarb</title><content type="html">&lt;DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=843032903-09062009&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Rhubarb.&amp;nbsp; Just seeing  the word in print is enough to make my mouth water.&amp;nbsp; It's in profusion here  on the farm this time of year.&lt;SPAN class=109324003-09062009&gt;&amp;nbsp; And when my  cousins were visiting last week, we found opportunity to bake and consume more  than one rhubarb dish!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The coffee cake is a longtime favorite  around here that my mother-in-law found and adapted (after all, what is coffee  cake without oatmeal on top?!).&amp;nbsp; The last, with jello, I have yet to try,  and it's obviously full of sinful things out of boxes...but it sounds  fabulous.&amp;nbsp; Of course, the fact that we will have red ripe strawberries this  week means that I'm going to have to go hunting for the perfect strawberry  rhubarb pie recipe...because we all know that is rhubarb in its perfected  state!&amp;nbsp; Strawberry pie in and of itself is too sweet for me, but strawberry  rhubarb pie is a taste of heaven on earth...which I've been much too long  without!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=843032903-09062009&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=843032903-09062009&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=843032903-09062009&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;FONT  size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Rhubarb Coffee Cake&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;adapted by Liz Acheson  from&amp;nbsp;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN class=109324003-09062009&gt;A &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=109324003-09062009&gt;Collection of the Very Finest Recipes Ever Assembled  Into One Cookbook &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Cream: &lt;BR&gt;1 1/2 c. sugar&lt;BR&gt;1/2 c.  butter&lt;BR&gt;1 egg&lt;BR&gt;1 c. buttermilk (or 1 c. milk plus 2 t. lemon juice)&lt;BR&gt;1 t.  vanilla&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Add:&lt;BR&gt;2 c. flour&lt;BR&gt;1 t. baking soda&lt;BR&gt;1/2 t. salt&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Fold  in: &lt;BR&gt;3 c. chopped rhubarb&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Pour in greased and floured 13x9  pan.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Top with crumbly mixture of:&lt;BR&gt;1/2 c. brown sugar&lt;BR&gt;1/4 c.  butter&lt;BR&gt;1 t. cinnamon&lt;BR&gt;1/2 c. oatmeal&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Bake 35 to 45 minutes at 350  (until toothpick comes out clean).&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=843032903-09062009&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=843032903-09062009&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=843032903-09062009&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Rhubarb  Butter Crunch&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;from &lt;EM&gt;The Madison County Cookbook  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Combine and place in a greased 8x8 pan:&lt;BR&gt;3. c. diced rhubarb&lt;BR&gt;1  c. sugar&lt;BR&gt;3 T. flour&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Blend with pastry cutter and sprinkle over rhubarb  mixture:&lt;BR&gt;1 c. brown sugar&lt;BR&gt;1 c. oatmeal&lt;BR&gt;1 1/2 c. flour&lt;BR&gt;1 c.  butter&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Bake at 375 for 40 minutes.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=843032903-09062009&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=843032903-09062009&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial  size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=843032903-09062009&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Easy Rhubarb  Dessert&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;from &lt;EM&gt;The Madison County Cookbook &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;4 c.  chopped rhubarb&lt;BR&gt;1 c. sugar&lt;BR&gt;1 box white cake mix&lt;BR&gt;1 (3 oz.) box  strawberry gelatin&lt;BR&gt;1 c. water&lt;BR&gt;1/3 c. butter (melted)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Placed  ingredients in a 13x9 pan in the order given.&amp;nbsp; The cake mix and gelatin  goes on dry.&amp;nbsp; Water and butter on top.&amp;nbsp; Bake at 350 for 45 to 60  minutes.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-8927746078766243472?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/8927746078766243472?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/8927746078766243472?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2009/06/rhubarb.html" title="Rhubarb" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMDRn49eip7ImA9WxJSE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-6151053841588546905</id><published>2009-05-01T08:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T18:17:57.062-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-02T18:17:57.062-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Spring and Chicks</title><content type="html">&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;IMG class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-2017"  title=img_5004 height=218 alt=img_5004  src="http://ylcf.org/wp-images//img_5004-300x218.jpg" width=300&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Chick Day.&amp;nbsp; Our local feed store has three &amp;#8220;Chick Days&amp;#8221; each  spring.&amp;nbsp; Everyone from moderate-scale chicken farmers to backyard poultry  keepers place their orders weeks in advance.&amp;nbsp; The hatcheries make sure to  have just the right number of eggs ready to hatch out the day before chick  day.&amp;nbsp; And when the little fluffy guys and gals show their pretty little  heads outside the eggs, they are boxed up and mailed overnight to our feed  store.&amp;nbsp; The nutrition that was in their egg yolk keeps their tummies from  growling until the time we pick them up, take them home, dip their beaks in  water, and give them all the food they will eat.&amp;nbsp; It&amp;#8217;s a pretty amazing  process.&amp;nbsp; But we have a pretty amazing Creator Who designed the baby  chicks!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;This year we had the feed store save us eighteen Barred Rock Pullets (pullets  are hens-or female chicks).&amp;nbsp; Last year we bought mostly Red Sexlink Pullets  (&amp;#8221;sexlink&amp;#8221; means they are bred so that the boys are one color, the girls  another, for easy gender identification of baby chicks).&amp;nbsp; We plan to cycle  through our favorite breeds every few years, buying a different breed each year,  so we know which birds are older and need to be culled out without having to  band them (put a &amp;#8220;bracelet&amp;#8221; on one of their legs) or guess at their age.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But we never can stick with just one breed.&amp;nbsp; Our customers like green  eggs, so we bought four Araucana Pullets this year.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And those Silver  Laced Wynadottes were just too cute.&amp;nbsp; Four of those pullets came home with  us as well.&amp;nbsp; Which made for an even two bakers&amp;#8217; dozens of baby  chickens!&amp;nbsp; At least we got out of the feed store without the rabbit Ruth  Ann was squealing in delight over.&amp;nbsp; She was excited enough about the chicks  themselves to scare the poor things half to death.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Our little babies have spent the last week in a feed bin, protected by  chicken wire, warmed by a heat lamp, with a blanket over the top for extra  insulation against our cold nights.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;#8217;re still working on ideas for a  brooder we can use year after year.&amp;nbsp; At least now we have a shed where  their temporary home can reside!&amp;nbsp; Last spring it was so cold our baby  chicks hung out in the middle of my kitchen for their first week of life.&amp;nbsp;  Between the hungry, peeping chicks and the hungry, crying baby girl I didn&amp;#8217;t get  any sleep!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Yes, a brooder house is going to be a project for another spring-the shed  area we park our cars has been ample protection for the chicks this  spring.&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile Merritt has been making all sorts of modifications to  our &amp;#8220;&lt;A onclick="" href="http://ylcf.org/2007/08/summer-rain/"&gt;Chick  Inn&lt;/A&gt;&amp;#8220;-the latest is slanting the bottom of the laying boxes so that the eggs  roll down into a covered area where we can retrieve them but the chickens  can&amp;#8217;t.&amp;nbsp; Not only does this help with the egg eating problems that rear  their ugly heads once in a while when the hens get too bored, but the best part  is that in our muddy springs and autumns the eggs still stay relatively  clean-because as soon as they are laid, they slide away into safety!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG class="alignright size-medium wp-image-2016" title=img_5000  style="WIDTH: 211px; HEIGHT: 300px" height=300 alt=img_5000 hspace=0  src="http://ylcf.org/wp-images//img_5000-211x300.jpg" width=211 align=left  border=0&gt;And the chicks aren&amp;#8217;t the only signs of spring activity here on the  farm.&amp;nbsp; The chives in my herb garden are already several inches tall&lt;SPAN  class=606074316-21042009&gt;-&lt;/SPAN&gt;-or were, before the hens got to them.&amp;nbsp;  The rhubarb is poking up its curly head.&amp;nbsp; And I could nearly use the  parsley if I wanted to!&amp;nbsp; My amazing, hard-working husband is building me a  pretty little fence around my herb garden this spring, too-now that it is at its  permanent location next to our new shed.&amp;nbsp; The wire is smaller at the bottom  so the hens won&amp;#8217;t get to my herbs-yet tall enough to keep out the deer who have  already trimmed my Sweet Williams and Primroses!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Today when we replaced the wood shavings in the bottom of the chicks&amp;#8217; tub, Ru  took turns kissing each of the baby chicks (though sometimes it looked more like  she was just smelling them-what did my grown-up nose miss?!).&amp;nbsp; After she  petted the soft feathers on one of our week-old chicks she reached up and patted  her own fuzzy head.&amp;nbsp; We never cease to be amazed at all the correlations  she makes at just 16 months old.&amp;nbsp; I s&amp;#8217;pose next year she&amp;#8217;ll be able to take  care of the baby chicks all by herself, just from helping Daddy this year.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But right now, my farmer is out harrowing our field, and Ru was promised a  ride before bedtime.&amp;nbsp; So off we go to meet Daddy for Ruth&amp;#8217;s first tractor  ride&amp;#8230;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=right&gt;&lt;SPAN class=606074316-21042009&gt;&lt;EM&gt;(written for &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;A  href="http://ylcf.org/2009/04/a-chick-post/"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;ylcf.org&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;EM&gt;)&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-6151053841588546905?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/6151053841588546905?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/6151053841588546905?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2009/05/spring-and-chicks.html" title="Spring and Chicks" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUERnw9cCp7ImA9WxVbEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-1308665408605646778</id><published>2009-03-28T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:26:47.268-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-28T20:26:47.268-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Twice the greenhouse, for twice the veggies!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/Sc7o9_RCIfI/AAAAAAAAC98/EE8MCuG-S8Y/s1600-h/P1000078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/Sc7o9_RCIfI/AAAAAAAAC98/EE8MCuG-S8Y/s320/P1000078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318444361623675378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first--we'll be back open for business on Fridays and Saturdays, from 10 a.m. to 6 p.m., starting Friday, April 17 (the week after Easter)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now to "the rest of the story" of our winter here on Front Porch Farm.  On Christmas Day our 35 by 96-foot greenhouse joined Stevens County's long list of snowstorm wreckage.  There's no good way to shovel the snow off a greenhouse!  And that snow just did not slide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the good news is that our guys were able to salvage many of the parts, and with them put together a slightly smaller but taller greenhouse.  And, we'd been talking about getting another greenhouse anyway, so now we have two greenhouses.  Bigger and better than ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always with our farm projects, my dad came up to help.  For three weeks the guys worked in the sun, snow, and rain, and now we have two beautiful greenhouses to start planting in--a total of 4,600 square feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come visit us on April 17.  And watch for produce coming out of those brand new greenhouses soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Ffrontporchantiques%2Falbumid%2F5318436907306212049%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-1308665408605646778?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/1308665408605646778?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/1308665408605646778?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2009/03/twice-greenhouse-for-twice-veggies.html" title="Twice the greenhouse, for twice the veggies!" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/Sc7o9_RCIfI/AAAAAAAAC98/EE8MCuG-S8Y/s72-c/P1000078.JPG" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UBRH0yeyp7ImA9WxRUF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-541029210426741344</id><published>2008-11-26T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:07:35.393-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-26T09:07:35.393-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Giving thanks..</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CyVUH8OY1GQ/SS2CF8dRbhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/pEtAgzHS6p0/s1600-h/IMG_3760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CyVUH8OY1GQ/SS2CF8dRbhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/pEtAgzHS6p0/s320/IMG_3760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Winter squash. Autumn leaves. Pumpkin pies. Blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of year. A time to rest and reflect. A season of thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we bake our pumpkin (squash) pies, as we stuff the turkey, we look back on a full year. It's been a busy one, but a good one. And that is thanks to you, our customers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so very blessed as a family because we get to work at home together, doing what we love--and make a living at it. It's not easy, but it is rewarding. And for that we are so thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;for making our business successful. When we count our blessings, we count you twice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a thankful Thanksgiving with those you love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CyVUH8OY1GQ/SS2CGLd7jMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/sb58MTHu4Jg/s1600-h/IMG_3786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CyVUH8OY1GQ/SS2CGLd7jMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/sb58MTHu4Jg/s320/IMG_3786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;P.S. By popular demand, here's a recent picture of our biggest little blessing!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-541029210426741344?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/541029210426741344?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/541029210426741344?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/11/giving-thanks.html" title="Giving thanks.." /><author><name>Gretchen Louise Acheson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13926625617195229171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03631434392618336202" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CyVUH8OY1GQ/SS2CF8dRbhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/pEtAgzHS6p0/s72-c/IMG_3760.JPG" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cFRXo8eSp7ImA9WxRXF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-7626160904727305041</id><published>2008-10-22T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:56:54.471-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-23T14:56:54.471-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Pumpkins for Sale!</title><content type="html">&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SP982WZiIfI/AAAAAAAABdY/ACtEwtwK5gw/s1600-h/IMG_3625-793461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SP982WZiIfI/AAAAAAAABdY/ACtEwtwK5gw/s320/IMG_3625-793461.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260060162959483378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-7626160904727305041?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/7626160904727305041?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/7626160904727305041?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/10/pumpkins-for-sale.html" title="Pumpkins for Sale!" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SP982WZiIfI/AAAAAAAABdY/ACtEwtwK5gw/s72-c/IMG_3625-793461.JPG" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8FQnw_eyp7ImA9WxJSFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-8738244348124812157</id><published>2008-10-17T14:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:40:13.243-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-04T15:40:13.243-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>How to Preserve a Husband</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="343190601-08052008"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's the time of year for  canning and preserving.  My husband and I canned tomatoes last week.   This week it was grape juice.  But as I rinsed off the jars of dark purple  juice this morning, my thoughts were not of food preservation.  They were  of &lt;span class="406280218-07102008"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;reserving my  marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="406280218-07102008"&gt;once &lt;/span&gt;ran across  directives on how to preserve a husband&lt;span class="406280218-07102008"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;  long before I had a husband of my own.  But while garage saling this  spring with my husband and baby girl, I saw a simple platter with a similar  recipe for husband preservation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owner laughed when I asked  how much he wanted for it.  "I knew someone would like that," he  said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly agreed to the couple dollars he wanted.  I  knew that platter belonged in my kitchen.  As a reminder to work at  preserving my marriage every day of the year, not just during canning  season...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="343190601-08052008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;blockquote dir="ltr" style="margin-right: 0px;"&gt;   &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="343190601-08052008"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SOu9NaHGDXI/AAAAAAAABLo/etJ3x_Sbf-M/s1600-h/preservehusband-749534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SOu9NaHGDXI/AAAAAAAABLo/etJ3x_Sbf-M/s320/preservehusband-749534.JPG" align="right" border="0" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How to Preserve a  Husband&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="343190601-08052008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="343190601-08052008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="343190601-08052008"&gt;Be careful    in your selection.  Do not choose too young.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="343190601-08052008"&gt;When    selected, give your entire thoughts to preparation for domestic use.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="343190601-08052008"&gt;Some wives    insist upon keeping them in a pickle, others are constantly getting them into    hot water.  This may make them sour, hard, and sometimes bitter; even    poor varieties may be made sweet, tender and good, by garnishing them with    patience, well sweetened with love and seasoned with kisses.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="343190601-08052008"&gt;Wrap them in    a mantle of charity.  Keep warm with a steady fire of domestic devotion    and serve with peaches and cream.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="343190601-08052008"&gt;Thus    prepared, they will keep for years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="343190601-08052008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="343190601-08052008"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-from a    platter advertising "Ball--the only modern line of canning    supplies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="343190601-08052008"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(written for &lt;a href="http://ylcf.org/2008/10/how-to-preserve-husband/"&gt;ylcf.org&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="343190601-08052008"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-8738244348124812157?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/8738244348124812157?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/8738244348124812157?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/10/how-to-preserve-husband.html" title="How to Preserve a Husband" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SOu9NaHGDXI/AAAAAAAABLo/etJ3x_Sbf-M/s72-c/preservehusband-749534.JPG" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8HQ3k5cSp7ImA9WxJSFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-2187378155263051863</id><published>2008-10-07T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:40:32.729-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-04T15:40:32.729-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>winter squash time!</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="640455817-04102008"&gt;I did not grow up eating  winter squash.  In fact, I didn't really know what it was until I met my  husband's family.  Probably part of it had to do with the fact that my  daddy didn't like squash or sweet potatoes.  I always knew that if Daddy  didn't like it, I probably wouldn't like it (sour kraut being the primary  example).  But I had to be polite and try this new dish at the home of a  guy I liked, right?  So began Gretchen's love of winter squash (not to  mention Merritt...).  I was eventually prodded into trying candied sweet  potatoes at a family potluck, and found out that my daddy was actually wrong  once in a while (at least where food is concerned).  Soon I was frequenting  Burgerville for their sweet potato fries during the holiday season, and buying  winter squash at a local farmer's market when I hadn't been to visit my  boyfriend's family lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm married to that wonderful  man, I get to cook winter squash for him all the time (and unlike growing up,  the head of &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; household doesn't complain about winter squash on the  menu).  As much as I love summer squashes and zucchinis, I'm always excited  for the frost to bring the harvest of all the delectable varieties of winter  squash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's such a winter staple around here, I'm always  experimenting with new dishes using winter squash.  (Our little girl thinks  it's just great cooked and pureed, but her daddy appreciates the variety.)   Here are a couple of favorite recipes--but there are &lt;a href="http://www.stevenscountycsa.com/veggie-id/wintersquash/recipes.htm"&gt;lots  more to be found here&lt;/a&gt; on the CSA website's &lt;a href="http://www.stevenscountycsa.com/veggie-id/"&gt;"Veggie ID" section&lt;/a&gt; (not  to mention &lt;a href="http://www.stevenscountycsa.com/veggie-id/wintersquash/"&gt;pictures to help  you figure out which kind of winter squash you ended up bringing  home&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="640455817-04102008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Squash and Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 lg. sweet onion, chopped&lt;br /&gt;several cloves garlic,  minced&lt;br /&gt;small winter squash, peeled (with carrot peeler), seeded, and  chunked&lt;br /&gt;potatoes, peeled and chunked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fill a 13x9 pan with the vegetables and garlic. Drizzle  with several tablespoons olive oil. Season liberally with sea salt, lightly with  fresh grated pepper. Stir to coat veggies well. Cover tightly with foil. Bake at  350 one to two hours or until veggies are tender. Stir halfway through if  desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Braised Winter Squash &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2 lbs. Winter squash, peeled and sliced into 2/3 inch  chunks&lt;br /&gt;2 T. butter&lt;br /&gt;2 c. apple cider&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;Rosemary and  pepper to taste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Melt butter in skillet with rosemary. Add the squash,  salt, and cider (add additional cider or water as necessary to cover the  squash). Bring to a boil and braise for 20 minutes or until tender. At this  point the juice should be reduced to a glaze. If not, raise heat for a few  minutes until excess liquid evaporates. Add pepper and a splash of balsamic  vinegar, if desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet Squash Soup&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 T. butter&lt;br /&gt;1 large yellow onion, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 large  carrot, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. minced parsley&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. winter squash, peeled and  chunked&lt;br /&gt;1 3/4 c. chicken broth&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp. each  salt and black pepper&lt;br /&gt;14 tsp. ground nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;1 c. milk&lt;br /&gt;1/3 c. half  and half &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In large saucepan, melt butter. Add onion, carrot, and  parsley; cook for five minutes or until vegetables are tender, stirring often.  Add squash, broth, cinnamon, salt, pepper, and nutmeg. Bring to boil. Lower heat  and simmer, covered, for 20 minutes or until squash is tender. Cool slightly (do  not drain). In a blender, process mixture, half at a time, until smooth. Return  to saucepan. Stir in milk and half and half. Cook, uncovered, for 5 minutes or  until heated through. Serve hot or cold. (Soup will keep in refrigerator for one  week. If serving cold, stir 1/4 c. milk into soup before serving.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-2187378155263051863?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/2187378155263051863?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/2187378155263051863?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/10/winter-squash-time.html" title="winter squash time!" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcMRXw5fSp7ImA9WxRQEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-1823162144909178486</id><published>2008-10-03T18:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:14:44.225-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-03T20:14:44.225-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>tomatoes and soup</title><content type="html">&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SObIaOJSIZI/AAAAAAAABLA/7AEyIkY8RAs/s1600-h/IMG_3460-736813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SObIaOJSIZI/AAAAAAAABLA/7AEyIkY8RAs/s320/IMG_3460-736813.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253106368173449618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN class=078010000-04102008&gt;Last week Merritt and I  spent an evening canning tomatoes.&amp;nbsp; It's that time of year where everyone's  plants are finally producing, leaving some extras for us to can.&amp;nbsp; And I'm  so glad, because I'd already used up all my canned tomatoes from last  year.&amp;nbsp; They are just too good with all that Italian food that winter  weather seems to call for.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Since I knew I'd be salivating over the smell  of the tomatoes the whole time I cut them up, I decided to make tomato soup for  lunch just to curb my tomato appetite.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I got out my big cast iron skillet  with the "drip-drop" lid, and sauteed a sliced onion in a dab of good old  fashioned bacon grease.&amp;nbsp; I added chopped tomatoes, a whole head of minced  garlic, and&amp;nbsp;more than a dash&amp;nbsp;of salt and pepper.&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Topped  with some fresh parsley and basil, it was the perfect companion to the French  bread I'd just pulled out of the oven.&amp;nbsp; And I made it through canning  tomatoes that evening without eating too many cans'  worth!&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-1823162144909178486?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/1823162144909178486?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/1823162144909178486?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/10/tomatoes-and-soup.html" title="tomatoes and soup" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WQh7lr39iA/SObIaOJSIZI/AAAAAAAABLA/7AEyIkY8RAs/s72-c/IMG_3460-736813.JPG" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcMRXw5fip7ImA9WxRQEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-9067253863322012636</id><published>2008-09-23T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:14:44.226-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-03T20:14:44.226-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>autumn frost</title><content type="html">&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=062505717-23092008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;The&amp;nbsp;first day of  autumn brought with it the first rain and frost of the season, all within  twenty-four hours.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We're always sad to know the time for fresh  veggies is drawing to a close for the year, yet we also breathe a sigh of relief  as the season of busyness winds down.&amp;nbsp; And this really is a later frost  than we were expecting.&amp;nbsp; But I guess the Lord knew that since we had snow  in June we'd be thankful not to have a frost until near the end of  September!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The forecast frost meant we picked all the tomatoes, peppers  and summer squash yesterday.&amp;nbsp; So if you're looking to do any canning or  freezing, now is the time.&amp;nbsp; We're going to have chicken fajitas tonight  with all those yummy peppers...&amp;nbsp; And whatever peppers we don't sell I'm  going to can for the chili relleno casserole I make all winter long (with the  wood stove going, it seems a shame not to cover it with cast iron skillets of  rice and beans to complete our Mexican meal).&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-9067253863322012636?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/9067253863322012636?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/9067253863322012636?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/09/autumn-frost.html" title="autumn frost" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUFQX0_eyp7ImA9WxRREU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-1968584862344729212</id><published>2008-07-12T17:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:13:30.343-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-22T11:13:30.343-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>summertime on the menu!</title><content type="html">&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=812335717-12072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;I'm afraid that when there  is much news to write on this farm blog, we're too busy to write it.&amp;nbsp; And  when we have time to write, the farm is in hibernation for the winter.&amp;nbsp; But  while my baby girl is playing quietly I thought I would pop on to let you know  that we didn't blow away in Thursday's windstorm.&amp;nbsp; We're still here, with  everything that smacks of summer on the menu!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Yesterday we enjoyed fresh  cabbage salsa, with chopped tomatoes (green tomatoes are best in cabbage  salsa!), cilantro, Ancho Pablano &amp;amp; Bell &amp;amp; Jalapeno peppers, and grated  cabbage and sweet onion.&amp;nbsp; Top it off with a little salt, pepper, sugar,  vinegar, lemon and lime juice (the only things that don't come from our  garden!), and you've got the perfect complement to&amp;nbsp;nachos or an entire  Mexican meal.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Of course, last night I&amp;nbsp;ate an entire tomato all by  myself--sliced, with salt and pepper...&amp;nbsp; It was one of the Caspian Pink  heirloom variety and oh was it delicious!&amp;nbsp; A few fresh basil leaves are the  perfect complement to any tomato, of course.&amp;nbsp; Speaking of basil, I have to  share our newest favorite basil and chard recipes...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=812335717-12072008&gt;&lt;FONT size=+0&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Garlicky Baked  Chicken&amp;nbsp;with Chard and Basil&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;Gretchen's  revision of a recipe from &lt;EM&gt;Church Suppers&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;1 whole chicken, cut  up&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;2 large heads garlic,  chopped&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=421505318-09072008&gt;4&lt;/SPAN&gt;-6 stalks/leaves Swiss Chard,  chopped&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;1/4 c. olive  oil&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;3 T. fresh lemon  juice&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;2 T. chopped fresh  parsley&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;1 c. chopped fresh  basil&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;1/4 tsp. freshly ground  pepper&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;1/2 tsp. grated lemon  rind&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Preheat oven to 375.&amp;nbsp;  Arrange chicken in baking dish.&amp;nbsp; Sprinkle the garlic cloves over the  chicken.&amp;nbsp; Combine&amp;nbsp;all remaining ingredients except lemon  rind,&amp;nbsp;and pour over the chicken.&amp;nbsp; Sprinkle lemon rind on top.&amp;nbsp;  Bake, covered, for 40 minutes, or until chicken is tender.&amp;nbsp; Uncover and  bake for 15 minutes longer&lt;SPAN  class=812335717-12072008&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Tomato Basil  Pasta&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=812335717-12072008&gt;Heat all ingredients thoroughly in skillet.&amp;nbsp; Add  grated Parmesan cheese and milk or half and half, and reheat (don't let  milk&amp;nbsp;boil).&amp;nbsp; Salt and pepper to taste.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=812335717-12072008&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=812335717-12072008&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=812335717-12072008&gt;&lt;EM&gt;summertime  ingredients:&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=812335717-12072008&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN class=812335717-12072008&gt;sliced  summer squash and zucchini&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=812335717-12072008&gt;diced tomatoes&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=812335717-12072008&gt;chopped fresh basil leaves&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=812335717-12072008&gt;cooked pasta&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;SPAN class=812335717-12072008&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN class=625565518-12072008&gt;garlic scapes or &lt;/SPAN&gt;minced  garlic&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=812335717-12072008&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;SPAN class=812335717-12072008&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial&gt;&lt;EM&gt;winter ingredients:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;cooked, diced chicken&lt;BR&gt;whole  olives&lt;BR&gt;mushrooms&lt;BR&gt;sun dried tomatoes&lt;BR&gt;frozen basil leaves (when I have  leftover basil, I freeze it&lt;SPAN class=625565518-12072008&gt; to preserve the  just-picked flavor&lt;/SPAN&gt;--the leaves then crumble easily straight out of the  freezer)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=875051818-09072008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=812335717-12072008&gt;cooked pasta&lt;BR&gt;minced  garlic&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-1968584862344729212?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/1968584862344729212?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/1968584862344729212?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/07/summertime-on-menu.html" title="summertime on the menu!" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUFQX0_fCp7ImA9WxRREU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-4242849315887538279</id><published>2008-06-05T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:13:30.344-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-22T11:13:30.344-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Up and spinnin'</title><content type="html">&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/frontporchantiques/OurWindmill/photo#5208594380395415138"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/frontporchantiques/SEik_h6QhmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lt5nddnXH28/s288/IMG_2534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/frontporchantiques/OurWindmill"&gt;Our Windmill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="234120700-01062008"&gt;If you're not one of  the blessed ones of us who gets to drive the roads in this beautiful valley  every day, let me fill you in on the newest thing to appear in the  skyline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A windmill at the Front Porch Farm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="234120700-01062008"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm not sure whose  idea it was to get a windmill as a landmark for our store, but Mason remembered  seeing one advertised in the &lt;em&gt;Capitol Press&lt;/em&gt;, and after lots of digging  through old newspapers, we found it hidden in the classifieds.  A windmill for  sale in Oregon.  Sounded like a project that should include my dad, since he  lives in Oregon, and almost everything semi-crazy that Merritt's dad has done  for the last twelve years has included my dad, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last spring when  Merritt's folks took Marlys to school, the guys went and disassembled our new  windmill.  A Dempster, originally from the midwest, brought out to Oregon, and  now spinnin' in its new home in Washington!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merritt spent some time this  last winter fine-tuning it and replacing a few parts.  And finally, we had time  to devote to the project--and the help of my dad once more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Now you don't need to watch for the power lines crossing the highway or count  the miles from Addy.  Front Porch is easy to spot.  We're right below the  windmill...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Ffrontporchantiques%2Falbumid%2F5208594367510513233%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="400" width="600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-4242849315887538279?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/4242849315887538279?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/4242849315887538279?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/06/up-and-spinnin.html" title="Up and spinnin'" /><author><name>Gretchen Louise Acheson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13926625617195229171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03631434392618336202" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/frontporchantiques/SEik_h6QhmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lt5nddnXH28/s72-c/IMG_2534.JPG" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUFQX0_fCp7ImA9WxRREU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-2806737697132555699</id><published>2008-05-29T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:13:30.344-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-22T11:13:30.344-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Something's in the air...</title><content type="html">If you've driven past Front Porch recently, you may have noticed some changes in the air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to lots of help from my family who is visiting from Oregon, we're getting lots of things done on the farm.  Including this latest project, which will help you find us better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep an eye out as you drive by.  And watch for pictures (and maybe even a video or two) of the setup process coming soon to our blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-2806737697132555699?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/2806737697132555699?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/2806737697132555699?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/05/somethings-in-air.html" title="Something's in the air..." /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUFQX0_fCp7ImA9WxRREU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-997976526274349020</id><published>2008-04-30T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:13:30.344-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-22T11:13:30.344-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>New website address!</title><content type="html">Check out our new, easy-to-remember website address:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;www.frontporchfarm.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And keep checking back to our site for all sorts of new stuff this summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-997976526274349020?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/997976526274349020?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/997976526274349020?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/04/new-website-address.html" title="New website address!" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUFQX0_fSp7ImA9WxRREU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-5640832796373527069</id><published>2008-04-26T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:13:30.345-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-22T11:13:30.345-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Maybe spring is finally here?</title><content type="html">&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=281380018-26042008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;We've been taking advantage  of the first three days this week without rain or snow to get lots of planting  done!&amp;nbsp; Yes, if you check your calendar, this good weather arrived on the  &lt;EM&gt;last &lt;/EM&gt;three days of the week.&amp;nbsp; But hey, it's been a week of  record-breaking temperatures--record low highs and such.&amp;nbsp; So we're taking  the good weather wherever we can get it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;This is the second  weekend we've had our store, Front Porch Antiques and Produce, open.&amp;nbsp; It's  been good to see your familiar faces when I've been in the store--and when I'm  not, I often recognize your cars from my kitchen window.&amp;nbsp; We have lots of  new inventory, and plenty of dried fruit and eggs, so be sure to stop in and see  us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dad and Mom are planting tomatoes in the green house  today!&amp;nbsp; We planted lots of strawberry plants yesterday, so hopefully next  year you'll see some beautiful red berries in the store.&amp;nbsp; And all those  yummy onions are in the ground busy growing.&amp;nbsp; We finished planting them  Thursday.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I managed to get out there during a few of my little girl's  naps.&amp;nbsp; I find it much easier to plant when I'm not fighting morning  sickness and fatigue--I'm just busy with a precious little person most of the  time.&amp;nbsp; (I'm sure I managed to plant at least as many onions as I plan to  eat this year--and I eat lots of those delicious sweet onions!)&amp;nbsp; The  potatoes are in the ground, and the&amp;nbsp;greenhouse has beautiful lettuce and  chard plants...&amp;nbsp; It's all coming along, and as soon as we have some  consistently nice weather, I'm sure everything will sprout up like weeds--even  the weeeds!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-5640832796373527069?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/5640832796373527069?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/5640832796373527069?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/04/maybe-spring-is-finally-here.html" title="Maybe spring is finally here?" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUFQX0_fSp7ImA9WxRREU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-3242748237329326642</id><published>2008-04-01T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:13:30.345-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-22T11:13:30.345-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Springing into planting</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="546115321-01042008"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It may have snowed last  night, but the sunshine this morning sure renews the promise of  spring! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Marlys started planting in the greenhouse  today.  Meanwhile, the menfolk are enlarging our deer-fenced garden area,  so that we can leave part of the ground fallow each year, and still have lots of  room to grow veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fooling, summer and all its wonderful produce  will be here before we know it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-3242748237329326642?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/3242748237329326642?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/3242748237329326642?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/04/springing-into-planting.html" title="Springing into planting" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEANQn85fyp7ImA9WxJSFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-7745998159624718582</id><published>2008-04-01T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:39:53.127-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-04T15:39:53.127-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>My Cook Book Shelf</title><content type="html">&lt;blockquote dir="ltr" style="margin-right: 0px;"&gt;   &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"&gt;"Food    prepared with a light heart and in a happy frame of mind is often the best    food.  Preparing the special foods that are favorites of those you    love...making just a little effort to garnish the salad with a sprig of    parsley, a bit of grated cheese, or a wild strawberry from the nearby    meadow.  This says 'you cared enough to do the little extra    things.'  This makes cooking pleasant and satisfying."&lt;br /&gt;-"Meal    Planning," &lt;em&gt;Betty Crocker's Picture Cook Book&lt;/em&gt;,  1956&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.ylcf.org/uploaded_images/cookbookshelf.JPG" align="right" border="0" hspace="0" /&gt;My cook book shelf is filled to the overflowing.  A yellow  plastic shelf that began its useful life in my mother's college dorm room,  it then became my toy shelf, and now more than 20 years later holds a place  of honor in my kitchen as the home of my cookbooks.  There are glossy  magazines from MaryJane's Farm and &lt;em&gt;Taste of Home&lt;/em&gt;, antique hardbacks,  three-ring binders, spiral-bound collections of friends and church family,  and a stack of copied recipe pages that should be organized into that Mary  Engelbreit notebook sometime when I'm not cooking.  There's an  authentic Mexican cook book and a Chinese cooking school cook book right  next to Jan Karon's &lt;em&gt;Mitford Cookbook &lt;/em&gt;and a menu for &lt;em&gt;Afternoon  Tea&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"&gt;But if I was stranded in a kitchen with  only one cook book, I would want the expertise of Betty Crocker or Fannie  Merritt Farmer at my fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone  knows that Betty Crocker is the ever-young, ever-fashionable, most versatile  cook in the U.S.A.  I, however, prefer the vintage 1950's Betty Crocker,  who had just discovered the value of photographs in cook books.  Not only  does Betty Crocker teach the beginning cook how to do everything from scramble  an egg to making a meringue (complete with pictures), as well as set a table and  plan a menu, she has so many versatile recipes that even the pro will always be  turning back to her pages.  The antique versions of this famous cookbook  are best, because back then they knew how to cook from scratch--not from cans  and boxes.  (See "Recipe for a Good Cook Book.")  And what I love  about the older versions of Betty Crocker (in addition to the wonderful way  it is organized!) are all the key recipes--they tell you how to make a basic  recipe, then give you several variations.  And once you master the key  recipe, of course, you can experiment to your heart's content.  At the  moment, I have only two copies: a spiral-bound &lt;em&gt;Betty Crocker's New Picture  Cook Book &lt;/em&gt;(first edition, third printing, copyright 1961), and my favorite,  a hardbound copy of &lt;em&gt;Betty Crocker's Picture Cook Book&lt;/em&gt; (second edition,  second printing, copyright 1956).  But being a collector of antiques as  well as cook books, I pick up a Betty Crocker whenever I find a good deal, and  sometimes I even let one go as a gift to someone I know will  appreciate it as much as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.ylcf.org/uploaded_images/bettycrockerfanniemerrittfarmer.JPG" align="left" border="0" hspace="0" /&gt;I'll admit the reason I first picked up Fannie Merritt  Farmer's &lt;em&gt;Boston Cooking School Cookbook &lt;/em&gt;was because Merritt is the name  of the man whose heart I wanted to win (and we all know the way to a man's heart  is through his stomach).  But when I finally got my own copy it became an  invaluable tool in my kitchen.  I like to compare Betty Crocker's  recipes to Fannie Merritt Farmer's, often ending up with a combination of  the two.  I'm guessing Fannie Merritt Farmer was the more gourmet of the  two back in their day, but either is gourmet compared to today's home-cooking  standards.  Fannie Merritt Farmer was apparently the first to bring "level  measurements" into popularity--her original cookbook was published in 1896 (mine  is the tenth edition, revised by her niece, from 1959).  You won't find  photographs in her cook books, but the black and white facts of every  culinary art will be a great asset to your cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you  can see, though I have two especial favorites, there &lt;em&gt;are &lt;/em&gt;more cookbooks  on my shelf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"&gt;Back in 1995 my grandparents gave me a  Reader's Digest cookbook called &lt;em&gt;Like Grandma Used to Make&lt;/em&gt;.  Often  as I flip through it, I find the little sheets of menu plans my cousin  Melissa and I made up for one of our fancy dinners for the family (which usually  turned out to be semi-disasters, with Gretchen making the messes and Melissa  following her around with a dish rag).  This book is filled with  delicious, down-home recipes you'll always have the ingredients for.  It  may not have every recipe you'll ever want to make, but it has a lot you'll want  to try.  Whenever I'm lacking creativity, I turn to the pages of &lt;em&gt;Like  Grandma Used to Make&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If you're a working  mom or have little time and lots of freezer space, &lt;em&gt;Once a Month Cooking  &lt;/em&gt;by Wilson and Lagerborg is for you.  I used this method for my family  when I still lived at my parents', cooking 30+ meals in one day, and filling the  freezer with a variety of menu items that lasted over a month.  Now that  I'm just cooking for two, I've modified the method--I cook lots each meal, and  freeze the leftovers for hurried days when I don't have time to cook.  For  more, read my blog post "&lt;a href="http://www.ylcf.org/2006/06/dinners-in-freezer.html"&gt;Dinner's in the  Freezer&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make-a-Mix  Cookery&lt;/em&gt; (by Eliason, Harward, and Westover) is an amazing book I've  only skimmed the surface of.  My mom always made the best pie  crusts--straight from this book.  The best part was, she made enough dough  for 10 pie crusts at a time.  Then, when we were ready for a blackberry pie  (with berries fresh from the field!), she would take the dough out of the  freezer, thaw it, and roll it out.  And that's just the beginning of the  mixes you'll find in the pages of this book!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.ylcf.org/uploaded_images/grandmafarmerswife.JPG" align="right" border="0" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It took me one look to fall in love with &lt;em&gt;The Farmer's Wife  Cook Book&lt;/em&gt;.  My grandma gave it to me my first birthday after becoming  a farmer's wife.  The redhead waving to the man on the John Deere  tractor looked just like us...  One of these days, I would love to find an  original copy of that issue of &lt;em&gt;The Farmer's Wife: a magazine for farm  women &lt;/em&gt;(published from 1893 to 1939).  Meanwhile, I enjoy the recipes  from the magazine, compiled into a new cookbook by Martha Engstrom.  With  old advertisements and photos, and original articles from &lt;em&gt;The Farmer's Wife  &lt;/em&gt;(such as "Use Butter Generously" and "Why Not Hominy?"), it's a trip  into the history of the farm kitchen.  My farmer and I especially enjoyed  the article on "Choosing a Refrigerator", from a 1930 issue of the  magazine.  It stated that there were really only two or three months out of  the year when a refrigerator was necessary, and at least 5 cubic feet of storage  space would be a good idea for a family of 4 or 5 (these newlyweds started  out with 14.3 cubic feet of refrigerator space, 12 months out of the  year!).  If you can't find a vintage Betty Crocker that will fit your  budget, &lt;em&gt;The Farmer's Wife Cook Book&lt;/em&gt; will at least give you a flavor of  good old-fashioned cooking methods (you might discover some new favorites--like  baked custard or rice pudding).  (And if you see a copy of the magazine  with that tractor cover picture, I want it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church  Suppers, &lt;/em&gt;coupled with a casserole dish and insulated  carrier,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;was one of the most creative and  practical wedding gifts we received.  A huge notebook of recipes for  church potluck and home alike (by Barbara Greenman).  The best thing  about it is the selection from across the country--from down-home Southern  cooking to a variety of New York cheesecakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Better Homes and  Garden's &lt;em&gt;Vegetable Recipes&lt;/em&gt; and Fodale Press' &lt;em&gt;The Green Thumb  Cook Book &lt;/em&gt;are thrift store finds with recipes organized alphabetically by  vegetable--great for fresh ideas for that veggie that's practically coming out  of your ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this winter squash fanatic, Reader's  Digest's &lt;em&gt;Pumpkins and Squashes&lt;/em&gt; by Caroline Boisset was a  delightful discovery.  There just aren't enough recipes using squash--but  this is a book full of them, as well as pictures and descriptions of all  varieties of summer and winter squash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Williams-Sonoma's &lt;em&gt;Best of the  Kitchen Library&lt;/em&gt; is a bit more on the gourmet side, but any of the cookbooks  in this collection are enough to inspire you to new heights.  And then  there's &lt;em&gt;Gourmet&lt;/em&gt; magazine.  It's a very inexpensive subscription  (especially for us because we borrow my sister-in-law's!), and the magazine is  full of mouth-watering recipes.  Or, look for &lt;em&gt;Gourmet's&lt;/em&gt; "best  of..." recipe book collections on sale.  Your cooking will wow your  friends.  And even if you don't have all the ingredients each recipe calls  for, you can usually figure out a substitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorenz Books has an amazing  line of cook books, too.  I only own the &lt;em&gt;Potato&lt;/em&gt; book, but it's  true to its name: "the definitive guide to potatoes and potato cooking."   The recipes are gourmet and down-home at the same time.  I'm sure I'll have  to pick up another at a garage sale one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then  there's the next cook book I'll buy...  Every cook knows she can never  have enough cook books.  There's always one more, with yet more  recipes to stir your creativity.  Like the library's copy of Ed  Wood's &lt;em&gt;Classic Sourdoughs&lt;/em&gt; that is making me want to find its twin  for my own.  Or Sally Fallon's book &lt;em&gt;Nourishing Traditions &lt;/em&gt;I'm  trying to justify buying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough about cook books.  I need to  get cooking!  I'm making curried carrot soup from &lt;em&gt;Church Suppers  &lt;/em&gt;to go with t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;he "Lowell Inn Crescent Rolls" from &lt;em&gt;Betty Crocker.  &lt;/em&gt;And my  man will be home for dinner in just a few hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote dir="ltr" style="margin-right: 0px;"&gt;   &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The momentous question of 'What shall we eat,' which comes to the    housekeeper three times every day and which must be met with a well-supplied    table--whether everything else in the house goes undone--becomes monotonous    and wearying.  We hail suggestions as a ship-wrecked mariner does the    distant sail."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-"Table Talk," &lt;em&gt;The Farmer's Wife, &lt;/em&gt;May    1912&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="046455423-27032008"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(written for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://ylcf.org/2008/05/my-cook-book-shelf/"&gt;ylcf.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-7745998159624718582?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/7745998159624718582?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/7745998159624718582?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/04/my-cook-book-shelf.html" title="My Cook Book Shelf" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAASXo5eip7ImA9WxJSFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-8335698308698879122</id><published>2008-03-27T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:39:08.422-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-04T15:39:08.422-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Recipe for a Good Cook Book</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="578162723-27032008"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Flipping through a new cook  book, just glancing at the pictures can make your mouth start to water.   But before you pay for it based on salivary appeal alone, take a second look,  and see if you can actually &lt;em&gt;make&lt;/em&gt; the recipes included.  Is it so  gourmet that it calls for ingredients that aren't in your cupboard, let alone in  your food budget?  Or is it so modernized that it calls for boxes  and cans and packages, instead of from-scratch ingredients? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a recipe for a good old-fashioned cook book you'll reference the  rest of your life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="578162723-27032008"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Turn to the index, and find a recipe for spaghetti.  If it calls  for a 16-ounce jar of spaghetti sauce, don't even give it a second  look.  If it tells you how to simmer your own spaghetti sauce, the  cook book may have some promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, look up minestrone soup.  If  it calls for a 15-ounce can of red kidney beans, drained and rinsed, forget  it.  If it tells you the proper dried measurements for soaking,  rinsing, and cooking your own kidney beans and chickpeas, you're onto  something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, sniff your way through the pages to pumpkin  pie.  If it calls for a can of pumpkin, it still fails the test.  If  it tells you how many cups of pureed pumpkin to use, it's a good cook  book.  If it mentions substituting winter squash as well, you've really got  a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can open a can of beans in the interest of speed,  or follow the recipe off the can of storebought pumpkin.  But only a  good cook can substitute the perfect from-scratch with-plenty-of-garlic  spaghetti sauce when the recipe just calls for a 16-ounce jar.   And every gardener knows that squash pie is better than pumpkin  any day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(written for &lt;a href="http://ylcf.org/2008/04/recipe-for-good-cook-book/"&gt;ylcf.org&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="578162723-27032008"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-8335698308698879122?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/8335698308698879122?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/8335698308698879122?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/03/recipe-for-good-cook-book.html" title="Recipe for a Good Cook Book" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAFR3o8fyp7ImA9WxJSFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-2125268168846507546</id><published>2008-03-16T15:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:38:36.477-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-04T15:38:36.477-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Ratatouille and other farm-style delicacies</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's one of  those cozy, rainy autumn afternoons meant for curling up by the fire  with a good book.  Everyone must have felt it, for it was a slow day at the  store, and Merritt and I did just that--sat by the store's wood stove with our  books.  I convinced him to try a George MacDonald, &lt;em&gt;The Fisherman's  Lady&lt;/em&gt;, and I had a fun read in &lt;em&gt;Who Gets the Drumstick? &lt;/em&gt;by Helen  Beardsley.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then I got to come home,  feed the chickens (who love the mud and the rain), laugh at the kitties (who try  to delicately shake the mud from their feet each step they take), light all the  candles, and make dinner for my husband who will soon be home from work.   (Meanwhile, I'm keeping one eye on the fields in case a buck should present  himself as steak for our winter's dinners.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tonight I'm trying Bortsch  (beet and cabbage soup) for the very first time, as well as making my  mother-in-law's standby sausage and potatoes (a simple white sauce and sausage  gravy over mashed potatoes) in case Merritt doesn't like the Bortsch.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As the end of a second  season on the farm draws to a close, I'm realizing how much living off the  bounty of the garden has taught me about cooking.  I thought I cooked from  scratch before.  I may have grown up with a few Costco or Schwans prepared  dinners in the freezer to fall back on in emergencies, but I knew how to grind  wheat, bake bread of all kinds, and make lasagne (sauce and all).  Now I'm  making salsa with tomatoes, peppers, and onions I planted, and cilantro from my  pot outside the door.  Not only is the beef in the enchiladas from our cows  (I grew up on our own beef and venison), but my husband farmed the alfalfa hay  that fattened those cows up.  And the vanilla and honey baked custard is  made with eggs from our own chickens and ducks.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But more importantly, I'm  learning to cook according to what's in season.  This spring it started out  with cream of spinach soup and broccoli casseroles with green salad.  (And  this pregnant lady's favorite keep-away-the-nausea snack eaten at least  twice daily, of a tortilla smeared with cream cheese, layered with spinach and  salsa, and rolled to perfection.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As soon as the first little  summer squash showed itself, we had squash and zucchini with every meal  (sauteed in a cast iron skillet with just a dab of butter, salt and  pepper).  My favorite summer lunch was an "open-face sandwich", with some  of my sister-in-law's homemade bread, toasted, buttered, and topped with bacon,  onion, tomato, and cheese, then broiled just until the cheese browned--I could  get fat on those!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The week the peppers  and tomatoes came into profusion, our favorite Mexican meals began showing up  frequently in the menu.  My latest experiment was winter squash enchiladas,  with a sauce of pureed winter squash, garlic, and jalapeno instead of the  traditional tomato sauce.  (While I didn't grow up with it, I have become a  fan of winter squash in every way, shape, and form!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But the one farm-style  delicacy I didn't get to try this year was Ratatouille.  My mouth has been  watering ever since we saw the movie by the same name at the drive-in.  I  came home and dug through all my cookbooks, very proud to find that my  non-gourmet cookbook library had several versions of the recipe.  And  upon reading the ingredients, I found out why the movie characters were so  scandalized at serving such a "peasant dish" to the gourmet food critic: the  primary ingredients of Ratatouille are zucchini, tomatoes, and eggplant!   There were never any eggplant to spare this summer, but I've convinced Mom and  Dad to plant a few eggplants again next year just so we can make  Ratatouille.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Maybe you can always find  eggplant and zucchini at the grocery store.  But there's nothing so gourmet  as food straight from the garden.  And nobody eats better than those who  live off the land, eating what's in season, and preserving the abundance for  winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="656002800-19102007"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(written  autumn of 2007, for &lt;a href="http://ylcf.org/2008/03/ratatouille-and-other-farm-style/"&gt;ylcf.org&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-2125268168846507546?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/2125268168846507546?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/2125268168846507546?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/03/ratatouille-and-other-farm-style.html" title="Ratatouille and other farm-style delicacies" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUFQX0_fip7ImA9WxRREU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279803785875728415.post-3193510471011091729</id><published>2008-03-11T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:13:30.346-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-22T11:13:30.346-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Planting Begins!</title><content type="html">&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN class=171432323-10032008&gt;March  10th...&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN class=171432323-10032008&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT&gt;&lt;SPAN class=171432323-10032008&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Mom and I  started planting&amp;nbsp;&lt;SPAN class=171432323-10032008&gt;the first of the  starts&amp;nbsp;last&lt;/SPAN&gt; Saturday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=171432323-10032008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Spinach and lettuce, cabbage and  kohlrabi.&amp;nbsp; And a new one this year--brussel  sprouts.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;SPAN  class=171432323-10032008&gt;H&lt;/SPAN&gt;ard to believe it's that time already.&amp;nbsp; A  year ago, my little girl was smaller than the lettuce seeds we were  planting...&amp;nbsp; This year, she's 3 1/2 months old, and "helping" Mommy  plant!&amp;nbsp; Next year she'll have so much fun playing in the dirt.&amp;nbsp; This  year, the trick is keeping her hands out of my trays of seeds and soil  blocks.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=171432323-10032008&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;And both seeds and little  girls grow so quickly, one can almost see it happening before your eyes...&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8279803785875728415-3193510471011091729?l=www.frontporchfarm.net'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/3193510471011091729?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8279803785875728415/posts/default/3193510471011091729?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.frontporchfarm.net/2008/03/planting-begins.html" title="Planting Begins!" /><author><name>Gretchen Acheson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09952912158607867283" /></author></entry></feed>
