Eichtens Hidden Acres

27 09 2009

By Sarah Milnar

Eichtens Hidden Acres - by Meredith HartThe air thickened as three cheese makers leaned over a 600-gallon vat of curdling milk, stirring by hand. They began the churning at 6 a.m. By 11, the curds were only just congealing from the whey. “It’s what Little Miss Muffet ate,” said Eileen Eichten Carlson of Eichtens Hidden Acres Artisan Cheese and American Bison in Center City, Minnesota. “But she probably had to add cinnamon and sugar because it wouldn’t have had any flavor.”

Eileen knows her cheese—and how to flavor it.

By noon, the cheese makers season the curds by adding dashes of sun-dried tomato, basil, parsley, onion and garlic from an heirloom family recipe. Eichtens’ Tomato Basil Gouda is now one of their top sellers, but there wasn’t always a market for such uniquely flavored cheeses. Eichtens developed their first seasoned cheese in 1976, nearly 20 years ahead of high consumer demand.

“We were far ahead of the trends, and that’s why we had such hard times in the beginning,” recalled Eileen.

Thirty-some years ago Eileen’s parents, Joe and Mary, came to the unfortunate realization that the cattle feed bills on their dairy farm were higher than their milk checks. Joe, a progressive farmer with an innovative spirit, knew the family needed to add value to the milk to survive. So in 1976, Eichten’s signed on to a University of Minnesota pilot program to turn their farm into a farmstead cheese plant operation. University researchers wanted to explore the market for cheese fresh from the farm, just like in Holland. The Eichtens knew people craved something more than traditionally processed American and Cheddar cheeses.

Dutch Gouda - by Meredith HartSo with 30 cows and zero marketing know-how, the Eichtens began their artisan cheese-making venture by crafting the gourmet Dutch cheese called Gouda.

Because the raw milk cheese had to age for 60 to 90 days, the Eichtens barely pulled through by selling small amounts of milk to local creameries. When the cheese was finally ready, the Eichtens ran into another problem.

“No one knew what Gouda was,” recalled Eileen.

Thus the family resulted to what Eileen calls common sense marketing: dragging the 10 Eichten children to local grocery stores and handing out fliers and gouda samples. Slowly but surely, Eichtens gained a following of loyal customers. But Mary, the head cheese maker, thought Eichtens needed more than one cheese to offer customers. She developed seasoned goudas and gourmet gouda cheese spreads. Mary also spent three years perfecting her recipe for Tilsit cheese, an all-natural cheese that can achieve quite a pungent aroma when maturely aged, just as it is in Denmark. However, “We had to think about what our American consumers wanted,” Eileen said. Because the American market wasn’t one for extremely aged cheese, Mary painstakingly developed her Tilsit to be sharp, yet creamy as it aged.

Making Cheese - by Meredith HartAlthough Mary’s Herb Gouda and Danish Tilsit cheeses were natural and creamy, they didn’t take off immediately. The larger United States market didn’t seem to care for anything but the standard American, Cheddar and processed cheeses. That’s where the turmoil evolved, Eileen recalled of the tough early years. So in efforts to compliment the natural cheese, Eileen’s brother introduced American bison to the farm in 1987. From their father’s time growing up in the prairies of southwestern Minnesota, he was able to naturally develop seeds for the prairie grasses the bison would eat.

In the 1970s when the craze for natural, organic food started, the Eichtens found themselves puzzled. “Dad didn’t know what they meant by ‘natural product,’” Eileen said. Everything the family had ever produced had been “natural.” “We weren’t doing anything special but what we knew best, and that was natural foods.”

With a final push from the organic trend, Eichten’s natural and original cheeses broke into the larger market. Their first wholesale cheese account came in natural cheeses through the Cheese Rustlers Cooperative in Minneapolis. Now Eichtens specializes in Baby Swiss, Cheddar, curds and string cheese, making 2,000 to 2,400 pounds per week from fresh cow’s milk provided by area farms. Although the Twin Cities is Eichten’s main market, they sell in Chicago, Denver, and as far as Florida. Eileen has traveled as far as Macedonia and Jamaica to train communities in the art of cheese making. Additionally, members of the agricultural community have come each year from Sweden to tour the same facility Eileen’s parents launched 35 years ago.

But for such a wide-reaching presence, Eichtens keeps the facility small and the techniques traditional.

“We still have the feel of the curd,” said Eileen as she observed her cheese makers hand-stir sun dried tomatoes into the vat of Tomato Basil Gouda. This procedure, replaced by machinery in industrial cheese making, allows Eileen’s team to ensure curds don’t dry out in the churning process. After the cheese properly thickens, workers squash sections of the sponge-like mass to drain out excess whey. Every 100 pounds of milk makes just one 10-pound wheel of cheese, so the left over protein-enriched liquid is fed to the bison.

Aging Cheese - by Meredith HartWorkers then mold, compress, and seal the cheese. Eichtens used to hand dip the cheese three times in wax, but consumer demand for convenience changed the seal to Cryovac. Cheese is a living protein substance, Eileen said, and the Cryovac wrapper becomes the second skin. The living cheese is then sent to the aging room kept at a brisk 44.9 degrees. The longer the cheese ages, the sharper and stronger the taste. After looking through a series of colored tags hanging from wooden shelves lined with giant wheels of cheese, Eileen said their oldest wheel had aged eight years.

Friendly women in hairnets swiftly cut the cheese with wire and reseal it for wholesale to grocery stores, co-ops, and restaurants like St. Martin’s Table in Minneapolis. Just down the road from the farm, Eichtens Market and Café also features cheeses and bison products.

Eichten’s has also picked up a loyal following at area farmers’ markets. After 30 years at Twin Cities farmers’ markets, Eichtens Hidden Acres is now a market mainstay. Eileen says she’s known there as “The Cheese Lady.”

“You become very in tuned [with your customers],” said Eileen. “They expect to see the same person every week.” Sometimes commitments at the café keep Eileen from the markets, a reality that disappoints customers who want to have a friendly chat with the woman so energized about her family’s cheeses.

“If you just stay natural and keep things the way they should be naturally, then you’re good,” said Eileen.

Eichtens Hidden Acres has incessantly kept their practices old-fashioned and natural. They’ve come up with delectable creations such as Garlic Blue Artisan Gouda Spread and Smoked Gouda with Bison Sausage. They’re continuously developing new cheeses and spreads. They’re also rummaging through their records for Mary Eichten’s long-lost Wensleydale cheese recipe.

The family has spent years breaking barriers, a truth in which Eileen clearly takes pride. “We’re there now,” said Eileen. “But you have to keep up quality.” The family business doesn’t try to compete with “big cheese” makers, she said. Rather Eichtens embraces its humble beginnings and maintain the value Joe Eichten added more than 40 years ago.

To view more photos of Eichtens Hidden Acres, please see our Flickr slideshow.





Women’s Environmental Institute

9 09 2009

By Emily Larson

DSC_8527Smooth, new blacktop on Highway 95 stretched into the countryside in Chisago County. Pristine, rolling farmland punctuated with groves of trees surrounded the road as it twisted and turned farther away from North Branch, MN. On Highway 12, the rough pavement soon dissolved into gravel. The lonely road snaked past trees and large, sunny pastures until a large sign announced: WEI. Women’s Environmental Institute.

The winding, woody driveway opened into an apple orchard in front of a large farmhouse. Inside, the house was completely devoid of people but full of chairs and pamphlets about WEI projects. Throwing my camera on my back, I walked through the orchard to the huge tomato field where people tied back the sprawling plants. I introduced myself to the interns fighting the weeds and they stared at each other for a moment before one said, “Let’s go find Jackie.”

Jacquelyn Zita works as a volunteer Farm Manager at the Women’s Environmental Institute during the DSC_8558summer months. During the summer, she does everything on and off the farm: outreach, research, policy, organizing, planting, weeding, hoeing, and writing – you name it, she does it. In the cool of the house, she removed her large sun hat and comfortably sat in one of the many rocking chairs filling the room. We began our conversation.

WEI was born almost six years ago with a mission to raise awareness of environmental justice in Minnesota, and implement programs that allow communities to actively help themselves: “Our research is about finding information, giving it to people, then letting them take control,” she insisted passionately.

The certified organic CSA farm began five years ago as a means to engage in agriculture consistent environmental justice values, or “walk the talk,” as she said. The farm connects agricultural justice with environmental justice, builds community, connects urban and rural people, creates opportunities for farm-related education and of course, is “a whole lotta fun!” The farm sits on about 16 acres; six are in active production, seven and a half host a beautiful apple orchard and another three are currently unused. The land is stunning: rolling hills, lush green grasses, dense forests and old farm products hiding in overgrown grasses. This season, the CSA farm has 180 shares which they drop off around the Twin Cities. Open Arms Minnesota, a non-profit in Minneapolis serving people with HIV/AIDS and cancer, receives 10 boxes and whatever extra produce the farm has each week.

DSC_8522After moving onto the farm, the goal became the challenge: to connect with the rural community. WEI doesn’t want to be seen as “city folk” who move to the country to impress upon rural communities organic methods of farming, but it has been difficult to connect to their rural North Branch neighbors. WEI makes a concerted effort to employ local people so they can support the community around them. While the Twin Cities communities have been very supportive of each sector of WEI’s work, that’s not enough for Jackie: “I look forward to the day where what we are doing locally is received locally,” she said.

With this in mind, WEI has implemented a rural development project – the North Circle Project – to create a local organic growers collaborative and to increase interest in local, organic, fresh produce and value-added products. A big breakthrough in the North Branch community is that the local County Market Grocery Store wants to sell North Circle produce. Having the Women’s Environmental Institute name on a shelf in the grocery store will greatly help reach the community and raise awareness and understanding about supporting local farmers and the cause of environmental and agricultural justice. North Circle farmers and producers were also present as a group at the Minnesota State Fair this year and will soon be advertising value-added winter products via an e-commerce virtual farmer’s market hosted by WEI.

To see more photos of the Women’s Environmental Institute, see our flickr slideshow.





Larry Schultz Organic Farm

28 08 2009

By Sarah Milnar

The Truck - by Meredith HartFrom the gigantic white chicken cartooned on the side of Larry Schultz’s delivery truck, you’d expect to be greeted by the clatter of clucks and squawks upon pulling into his farm. But we were greeted by something else: silence.

Where are all your chickens, Larry?

“They’re soup right now,” said Larry. But then he added that he shouldn’t joke about that. People were going to think he was insensitive.

Larry Schultz Organic Farm of Owatonna, Minnesota, specializes in free-range, cage-free, certified organic eggs, chickens and turkeys. Larry is a new, but very eager, supplier to Open Arms, a Minneapolis nonprofit delivering meals to individuals living with serious and life-threatening diseases. Larry, his wife Cindy, and their six children have operated the farm since 1992.

“Do you guys want something to eat?” offered Larry’s 7-year-old daughter, who’d apparently gone into company mode as we entered the kitchen. “No, thanks,” we assured her. Marveling at open cartons of perfect brown eggs on the counter was enough.

“The baby chicks were moved in before we were,” said Larry, grinning at his wife. “Right honey?”

Owatonna farming has been in Larry’s blood for some time. His father was born on the farm just a mile down the road – in the living room, actually. It wasn’t until last winter that Larry’s 81-year-old father made his first visit to the hospital. There’s just something about farming organically, living off the land and keeping it simple that the family believes keeps the body and soul healthy. Larry’s mother always claimed that she didn’t necessarily think she’d live longer by farming sustainable, but that she’d have a better quality of life. His mother’s words have always been an axiom for Larry. “And if I’m 81 before I have to go to the doctor for anything I’ll be perfectly fine with that,” he added.

Larry grew up milking cows on his family farm, but they always had a ready supply of fresh eggs. Now Larry has taken advantage of the niche poultry market on his own farm. But despite the success of his poultry business, Larry has an enduring fondness for cows.

“I didn’t like chickens,” said Larry. “They’re so stupid.”

Well, he clarified, chickens aren’t as personable as cows. Chickens scare easily and get dirt in your face as they flutter away in Larry Schultz - by Brett Olsonpanic. Larry demonstrated with his arms. Then he apologized once again that people were going to think he was insensitive to chickens.

Although he mocks their intelligence with a smirk, Larry takes good care of his chickens. He keeps them in a barn, not in a cage, in four sections of 600. He even sends some of them to nearby Amish farms to ensure they have adequate pasture space. A commercial chicken farm would cage up to 56,000 chickens in the same space, he noted. And commercial chickens don’t get playful visits from the Schultz children.

Larry has always maintained a pleasant environment for his chickens, but in 1997 he decided it was time to bite the paperwork and become certified organic “to better represent” what they had.

“It gives us the ability to grow with the demand and still keep things with the integrity we had,” said Larry. “But as far as farming practices, I didn’t change anything,” said Larry.

Larry disappeared into his living room and emerged with a square iron contraption the size of a shoebox. The Schultz family used to hand-collect and hand-candle eggs with the iron egg candler Larry said was from the 1960s. Larry plugged the candler into the wall and a small light glowed from a hole in the side. Before upgrading to a candling machine in an outside barn, Larry and his wife used to candle the eggs right in the kitchen.

A candling room needs to be dim so that the yoke and fissures in the shell can be seen when light from the small hole in the candler hits the egg. Larry grabbed a brown egg off the kitchen counter and shaded the candler with a cardboard box to illuminate the egg’s inner features. He spun the egg around quickly in his fingers, pointing out the unfertilized yoke. The family used to stack the kitchen table high with egg cartons and hang thick curtains over the kitchen windows to block out light during candling. Four people could candle 900 eggs an hour, 400 of which Larry could do by himself. He got so used to handling eggs that he could distinguish between a large and an extra large egg – a difference of just a quarter of an ounce.

Schultz Home - by Meredith HartLarry said he found it amusing that some customers thought that brown eggs were organic and white ones were not – really the variety or breed of the chicken determine the color of the egg – and packed up the candling machine. Meanwhile his four-year-old son climbed up the porch railing and made faces at us through the kitchen window. Larry added that most people want white eggs at Easter, but then he interrupted himself.

“Right. Open Arms. Food,” he said, realizing he’d gotten off track. Although he’s clearly knowledgeable about eggs, Larry said he encourages friends and family to kindly say, “Thanks for sharing, Larry,” when he goes off on tangents.

“Their goal is a good one that fits exactly with what I’m trying to do,” Larry expressed of Open Arms. Although Larry’s only been with Open Arms a short time, the organization has already asked him to provide Thanksgiving turkeys. He’s enthusiastic to jump on board and offer his organic, fresh, healthy product to help someone in need. Thanks for sharing, Larry. Really.

To view more photos of the Larry Schultz Organic Farm, please see the Flickr slideshow.





Hope Creamery

25 08 2009

By Meredith Hart

A step into Hope Creamery in Steele County, Minnesota is a step back in time. Not only is the rough brick building from the early 1920s but so is the current basic process of butter making. A climb upstairs reveals a historical community artifact, a social Hope butter - by Meredith Harthall where people from all around the county once danced, discussed, listened, and gossiped. These days the creamery is still used for the very purpose it was built for, to make butter, and delicious butter at that.

“Careful. It goes straight to your thighs,” warned Jay Logan jokingly, an assistant butter maker at Hope. Just the tip of a spoonful of fresh Hope butter is enough to know that this is the real stuff. The butter made at Hope is not like the stuff that comes in a tub or in single serving containers. This butter is made the way it once was on the frontier, by churning.

Of course, times have changed somewhat. Metallic machines have replaced the wooden churn and hairnets have replaced the bonnet but the basic idea has remained: local ingredients and authentic techniques guarantee a quality product. For Hope, patience is key. On Tuesday each week when the cream arrives from Sauk Center, MN, it is sent to the 800-gallon pasteurizer vat where it is slowly heated to 170 degrees, held at this temp for 30 minutes then slowly cooled to 70 degrees with well water.  The cream is then further cooled with chilled water to 40 degrees for overnight storage.  This process takes 5 to 6 hours. It is then sent to a giant rotating barrel that churns the cream until the butterfat solidifies. Half of the cream that comes through the doors turns into butter while the other half becomes buttermilk that Hope sells to other creameries and manufacturers. Straight from the spigot buttermilk is actually quite refreshing and almost sweet, however a quick taste is enough. It is difficult to get past the idea of drinking butter remains, even if all the fat was removed.

Once the process has finished the employees pull open the heavy jaws of the churn, revealing a huge cylindrical mound of pale yellow butter slowly morphing to the flat surface. A heap of butter this massive seems only appropriate for a butter sculpting contest or an attempt at the world’s largest cupcake record. But in this case, mounds of it are scooped up in the hands of an Scooping the Butter - by Meredith Hartemployee and slapped into the packing machine where each pound is individually wrapped. This process happens every week throughout the entire year resulting in an impressive 300,000 pounds of butter annually, 60,000 being organic. By taking the time to do it right, Hope creates a product that is unmatched by large-scale butter makers.

Most people who use Hope butter know what they’re getting into before they buy it. The vegetable parchment paper packaging states the company’s alliterated slogan, “The Butter that Betters the Bread,” and for customers like Margaret Schnieders and her husband, it certainly did at their wedding. When planning the food for the big day they decided they had to use Hope butter not only because it’s local but because of its supreme quality. By using fresh local cream and churning it the real way, the small company can ensure excellence from every batch.

For people in Steele County, donated Hope butter can turn up at any type of community function including church potlucks, community events, and fundraisers. “We are here to support what’s going on,” said Victor Mrotz, Hope Creamery’s owner since 2001. Their commitment to the local community is a tradition that Victor would like to expand even further and the building’s unkempt upper floor is raging with potential. On a small wooden stage, where a dusty piano sits, Victor imagines a local band playing music. Beneath a wood slat ceiling, he sees multiple tables with people chatting and eating good food.  With a hefty amount of rehab and rebuilding, Victor sees this room becoming a place for people to gather over meals catered with local produce and listen to live music.

Building Artifact - by Meredith HartFor now, Hope Creamery is focused on retaining its good reputation simply by continuing with its local emphasis and personal interactions. “There’s no corporate boardroom up here,” said Victor, standing among ancient butter production machinery and scrap wood. In fact, lack of a website means Victor gives out his cell phone number to customers instead of referring them to the Internet. He summed up his business philosophy simply saying: “I believe in the handshake.”

Hope butter is not just a product but a tradition. Not just a factory but a community landmark. With each hand-delivered one-pound package of Hope Creamery butter comes not only the promise of its slogan to “better the bread,” but also to better its community of customers in Hope and the rest of Minnesota.

To view more photos of Hope Creamery, please see the Flickr slideshow.





Dream of Wild Health

23 08 2009

Gardening lessons from a Master Gardener, nutrition and cooking lessons from Graduate Students, Finances 101 from a banker and creating marketing plans for a farmer’s market sales all fit into a normal Tuesday in Hugo, Minnesota. Throw in lessons on gardening tools, harvesting, century seeds, ceremonial tobacco and traditional art lessons and you have a week at Dream of Wild Health, a summer program that 55 Native American children from the Twin Cities will participate in this summer. Pulling into the gravel driveway to the site of a tepee I had a feeling that we were in for an enlightening treat.

We walked up to a group of children being taught a lesson about seeds from a Minnesota Extension Master Gardener and ventured inside the house on the property to meet the Program Director, Diane Wilson. Inside we caught scents of herbs and fresh produce and were quickly greeted by a smiling face that couldn’t wait to show us around.

Diane led us across the 10 acres that Dream of Wild Health has called home since 2004, Three Sisters Garden by Megan Hinesafter a move from the original site in Farmington that started in 1998. Through extensive fundraising, Dream of Wild Health now owns all of the land and the house where the full time staff farmer lives without any debt, which is quite the feat for a non for profit. In addition to the house and land, Diane proudly showed off their greenhouse and walk-in refrigerator that were added in the past two years through grants from Wells Fargo. We walked around the site and were impressed with its features which included an archery range, Women’s medicinal garden, Women’s sweat lodge, permanent tepee and most importantly several gardens planted with century seeds – this was definitely no summer camp I had ever seen before.

The work is split up so that the boys and girls are not in the same areas the same time, which is not only more traditional but more efficient, she told us with a grin. It seems that everything there is done strategically. As we walked around the property, we met the full time farmer, Emily, and two lesson teachers, Ernie and Hope that all help in making the mission come to life.

Ernie is a long time practicing artist and teaches the children cultural lessons ranging from painting to archery and tobacco drying for the boys. Before lunch he took the boys out to the fields to practice using different kinds of tools, Boys Working by Megan Hinesstarting with traditional tools made with animal bones and moving to metal ones. Hope heard about the program from past participants and helps with different lessons on site, typically staying with the girls when the work is divided by gender. The girls maintain the medicinal garden and sweat house and also tend to the flower gardens from which they create bouquets to sell at the market.

Several of the gardens are all planted precisely, using a traditional Three Sister’s Garden layout, and careful attention is given to distance between breeds so they aren’t cross pollinated. Some gardens are planted in the pattern of a sun, as they would have been centuries ago when they thrived in open spaces. The fragrant medicinal garden grows each year but they don’t yet have someone on staff that can properly teach the children about it.

I was fascinated about the stories behind the seeds, and as it turns out so was someone else that was essential to the success of the program. In March of 2000, a woman named Cora Baker heard of Dream of Wild Health and felt that her prayers had been answered, as she knew she was approaching the end of her long time battle with diabetes. Cora had become known as an Indian seed saver and had more than 90 varieties of corn, beans and squash in her collection that she feared would never be used again by future generations. Her collection included Cherokee Blue Dent from the Cherokee Trail of Tears and ceremonial tobacco varieties, and upon her death she willed the seeds to the program to ensure that children will continue to realize the importance of gardening to their heritage and the seeds’ stories will not be forgotten. Some of the plants growing in the small Hugo garden were among the last of the preserved varieties.

To participate in the program, the children have to apply for limited number of coveted opportunities – and for students between the ages of 13 and 18 their four-week participation includes a stipend for their hard work on the land. This year over 150 students applied and the interest continues to grow since past participants tend to talk about how amazing the food is all summer long.  The children write an essay explaining why they want to be part of the program and I can’t help but be impressed that a younger generation is starting to recognize that they are becoming separated from their history.

We’re told that the children come excited, then there is a shock from surrendering their cell phones and ipods and tasting their first meals made from scratch with traditional food that tend to be very different from their diets at home. Diane notes that, “for the kids, once the city wears off with the hard shell of survival they’re really kids and connect and are safe and they are really having fun.”

After touring the property, we snuck inside to see lunch being prepared and it was quite a Cooking by Megan Hinesmenu line up for the day. A neighbor had donated antelope which would be featured in pot stickers, a fragrant brown rice was being prepared with fresh green onion from the garden, and a vegetable stir fry was coming together using a colorful array of vegetables and a quick sauce. Antelope pot stickers? Yes, antelope pot stickers. In no time we were working along side the kitchen crew because we were so fascinated by what our lunch would be.

Marcellius, Shane, Alberto and Sean were on cooking duty, learning how to cook each item from Cassandra, a graduate student studying Nutrition at the University of Minnesota that had owned her own restaurant and was completing her field experience at Dream of Wild Health. Shane got a lesson in chopping vegetables, something that he found to be a lot harder than he expected after watching Cassandra’s expert hands quickly slice carrots into even thin slices. Marcellius quickly became a pro in the art of making pot stickers, rushing back and forth between filling the wonton wrappers on the kitchen table with Sean and the stove where he was in charge of cooking them. Alberto darted back and forth between the kitchen and the walk-in cooler in the garage to make sure that everything was ready while simultaneously The Ready Dishes by Megan Hinescombining the ingredients to finish the brown rice. The kitchen was a bustle and the aromas of ginger, sauteing vegetables and hot pot stickers made it hard to wait for everything to be ready.

Finally the meal reached completion and each item was carried outside where the hungry kids started to swarm around the fragrant warm dishes. As the final plate reached the table, the group formed a circle to participate in a prayer led by Ernie. We were invited to eat first as guests and spooned the warm delicacies on to our plates. I couldn’t wait to try an antelope pot sticker and I wasn’t let down. They had a fabulous texture with hints of grated carrot that was incredible with the dipping sauce Cassandra had made. The stir fry was crisp, colorful and a wonderful mix of textures that brought us back for seconds. We listened to the kids chat about the meal and we could hear their interest grow as they examined the vegetables on their plate.

Dream of Wild Health does more than just serve as a summer camp, it connects children to their history while teaching them important life lessons. In 2007, less than 1.2% of Minnesota’s population was from American Indian decent, the majority of which live in the Twin Cities area*. Living in a major metropolitan area is rapidly separating younger generations from their rich history with a close connection to the land. The changes in the landscape have forced many to forgo agricultural practices and traditional diets, both of which have had dramatic effects on the average American Indian body. American Indian children and adults alike statistically report higher levels of Type 2 diabetes, in some areas of the United States at rates of twice the national average, which has been attributed to high levels obesity**. These are problems that can’t be ignored, and Dream of Wild Health is actively working to educate younger generations to the culture of their ancestors and how to lead healthier lives.
To view more pictures from Dream of Wild Health, view the Flickr slideshow.

*U.S Census Bureau “Minnesota Quick Facts.” http://quickfacts.census.gov/qfd/states/27000.html
**American Diabetes Association “Total Prevalence of Diabetes and Pre-Diabetes” http://www.diabetes.org/diabetes-statistics/prevalence.jsp





Good Life Catering

23 08 2009

“We got interested in local food before local food was really trendy,” says Jenny Breen of Good Life Catering. For sixteen years, long before the ideas of slow food and being a localvore existed, she and her high school friend Karn have been cooking for clients using local and seasonal ingredients directly from farmers and producers. The business moved from their kitchen into a full restaurant, then back to catering out of a community center and now finds its home in the Midtown Global Market.

Sustainability has several different meanings, typically involving a balance of social, economic and environmental principles, all of which apply to the business philosophy of Good Life Catering. Jenny and Karn have realized that for their business to be successful that they need to find a balance of cost, time and energy that can allow them to enjoy what they are doing. They realized that at that time, raising families and growing their business wasn’t a sustainable choice for either of them.

Five years ago, Minnesota Bride magazine featured Good Life Catering in an article on green caterers, which exposed them to a new group of potential clients and also served as a motivation to rev up their business, which meant finding a more permanent home and creating a marketing plan to make their business more sustainable long term. Now situated in the Midtown Global Market, they cater both large and small events, teach cooking classes on and off site and continue to use local, organic and seasonal ingredients. Jenny and Karn work directly with producers to place their orders.

Throughout the year, Good Life Catering partners with several organizations including Renewing the Countryside to put on demonstrations, which is how Margaret made her initial contact with their business. Working with other like minded organizations has allowed Good Life Catering to become more involved in different communities throughout the Twin Cities, and has expanded their customer base in the process. As people are becoming more aware of food related issues, they have found that their business has steadily grown.

For Margaret’s wedding, Featherstone Fruits and Vegetables donated all of the produce, and Good Life Catering Staff by Laura Ivanovashe personally specified that she wanted to use Hope Creamery butter. Though most customers don’t have such specific requests, Jenny was excited to work with Featherstone and she found it easy to accommodate the butter since Hope butter is something they regularly use. Jenny also makes a point to make a menu card for each event, detailing where the items came from and the names of the suppliers. “All I do is cook with food, they’re the ones who produce or grow it,” she says.

The food communities that they have become a part of know how important those relationship are to the success of their business and have kept their supply of fresh, local food coming over the years. Jenny and Karn’s food ethics have always translated directly into their work and they have seen that people are more interested in supporting local and organic catering. Their motto is, “Live Simply. Eat Well. Enjoy Life,” which they will continue to do for years to come.





Open Arms Minnesota

16 08 2009

By Meredith Hart

Zucchini after zucchini, squash after squash. Zucchini, squash, zucchini, squash. Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop.
Interns Chopping - by Lila Gilbert
After thirty solid minutes of quartering summer squash, we began to develop blisters. It may sound like we were in the back of a busy restaurant, working hard to prepare dishes for antsy customers but we were not. The squash massacre occurred in the humble kitchen of Open Arms Minnesota, a non-profit in Minneapolis that prepares and delivers hundreds of meals a week to Twin Cities residents battling HIV/AIDS and cancer. Not only does the community around each plate exist between the organization and its clients but also the thousands of volunteers, staff members, and donors that help out every day preparing and delivering food, managing the office, and providing resources. To be a part of the Open Arms community is special because not only are you providing a service to people in need but you are also getting the feeling that your work matters. This is especially true for Aleisha Dudley, the Assistant Food Services Director at Open Arms.

“I wanted to take a step back and do something that I can feel good about,” said Aleisha with a smile. And certainly taking a job at Open Arms Minnesota was the perfect way to achieve this goal.

Each day from sun up to sun down the busy office and kitchen of Open Arms is alive with the bustle of staff members and volunteers, all performing tasks that come together as a fantastic production. With over 530 clients, the operations must be tightly synchronized in order to assure that the thousands of meals prepared each week make it to the mouths of the people they serve in Minneapolis.

“It’s like a ballet every day, all these people and pieces have to come together and there’s always someone with a sprained ankle,” said Kay Mitchell, the Director of Programs and Planning, speaking of the difficulties of achieving such a complicated mission.

Delivery Bags - by Meredith HartDespite the organizational challenges, Open Arms has managed to make significant leaps since its beginnings in a church basement over 20 years ago. Although originally it served exclusively HIV/AIDS patients and their families, the organization could no longer turn away the people with other illnesses that were in need of healthy meals as well.

“Eventually we decided there was more room at our table,” said Kay. And in 2004 meals were loaded into the trunks of volunteer vans and delivered to the homes of breast cancer, multiple sclerosis, and ALS patients.

Ever since the start, their numbers have increased exponentially. During the entire year of 2006, Open Arms served 138,627 free meals but that was nothing compared to the 145,026 meals served in just the first half of 2009.

Open Arms truly outdoes itself, however, in its most recent effort: to serve as much organic and local produce as possible. Because their food is either bought through grants or donated by local coops and farmers this new goal comes at a hefty price, sometimes three times more than normal. Still, they know that the healthier the food, the better they are doing their job.

“If the work is authentic, money follows,” said Kay with confidence. It has. Every year since its inception, the organization has come out financially even, never sacrificing for or gaining from its work but creating a community of people dedicated to eliminating hunger.

From the endearing look on the clients’ faces, it is no doubt this dedication is appreciated.

After filling a 15-gallon bucket to the brim with bite-sized yellow and green summer squash, we removed our ladybug-printed aprons and bandannas and prepared to make a meal delivery. Despite the detailed driving directions we still managed to make three U-turns on our delivery route but as the heavy door of a small apartment swung open, revealing the beaming face of a client, we forgot all about our navigational frustrations. The following deliveries were just as fulfilling as we were welcomed and thanked many times over.

Zucchini Bread - by Meredith HartOnce we left it’s very possible that one of the recipients, a breast cancer patient, could have began to pack the freezer with the new meals. She may have noticed a few of her choices for the week: roasted organic squash from The Women’s Environmental Institute in North Branch, MN, a vegetable frittata with eggs from Larry Schultz in Owatonna, MN, or a whole-wheat pasta dish with free-range beef meatballs from 1000 Hills Cattle in Cannon Falls, MN. These meals get as locals as a jaunt to the farmers’ market and as delicious as a trip to grandma’s and yet, they are enjoyed by hundreds.

“The closer to home the food would be produced, the better it would be for our clients,” said Kay, enthusiastically.

Close to home means a lot of things at Open Arms. It may be the commute for a regular volunteer, the motivation for a donation from an illness survivor, or the aroma of a locally sourced traditional dinner. As Open Arms opens its arms wider, its community grows stronger and its home gets bigger. Like their motto says, they “nourish body, mind, and soul” and this is true not just of their clients but everyone in their vast community lucky enough to get a taste of the Open Arms mission.

To view more photos of Open Arms, please see the Flickr slideshow.





Sno Pac Foods

10 08 2009

By Meredith Hart

Cleaning Peas - by Meredith HartAs we drove into the parking lot of Sno Pac Foods, it was clear from the rumbling, shiny machines sitting outside that this would be a unique experience. In the small town of Caledonia, Minnesota, tucked far behind a number of large factory buildings, Sno Pac works for many hours every day of the week, freezing organic produce and making a name for itself in the world of sustainability.

“People want to know where their food comes from,” said Peter Gengler, the third generation owner of Sno Pac.

In this case it comes from a farm and business that started over 100 years ago when J.P. Gengler, Pete’s great-grandfather, began shipping ice off a man-made pond to the warmer southern states. Later Pete’s grandfather, Leonard Gengler, began using his own ammonia freezer plant to store vegetables from his organic farm. As his business grew and transportation technology improved, he began distributing his frozen produce to greater Minnesota, Iowa and Wisconsin. The family business continued to succeed over the years, and is now run by Peter, the fourth generation Sno Pac owner, who has been dedicated to producing food ever since he started picking strawberries at five years of age. He has never looked back.

Throughout the past century, Sno Pac has always remained organic and has used sustainable land practices such as crop rotation and compost.

“When chemicals came along, grandpa didn’t go along with it,” said Pete smiling, leaning back against his chair. The following generations must have felt the same.

Peas - by Meredith HartImpressively, Sno Pac has continued to farm its own organic produce, churning out several million pounds a year of produce including peas, edamame, blueberries, and cranberries from their 2,000 acres of farmland. One thousand more acres are contracted out and farmed by other farmers. In peas alone, they freeze nearly 1.75 million pounds per year, much of which makes its way to distributors in Minnesota, Iowa, Wisconsin, California, and Colorado, while the rest is sent to other manufacturers such as Gerber to be made into baby food.

The fact that Sno Pac is organic has connected it to the organic and sustainability conscious community made up of co-ops, restaurants, and individuals interested in healthy, local food. St. Martin’s Table in the Cedar-Riverside area of Minneapolis, for example, purchases Sno Pac frozen food for its earth-friendly practices and its relatively close location.

Curious about how such a huge amount of food gets frozen in just one facility, we asked Peter for a tour. At that time, they were in the midst of freezing several tons of green peas. Surprisingly, a large part of freezing peas occurs outside in an area that is no more glamorous than a parking lot. Trucks dump peas that have been harvested mere hours before arrival onto the first in a series of conveyor belts. We watched as the blurred stream of bright green peas were hustled through an endless number of large glimmering machines all with the general purpose of cleaning the already shelled peas. Confused by the fact that this major part of the process was done outdoors, we asked Pete what they do when it rains: “We put on raincoats,” he replied casually.

In the summer, their 65 employees work seven days a week, much more than a typical full-time job, and the work isn’t easy. We observed people bustling around the roaring machines, cleaning, maintaining, and testing the peas as they moved through the process. It is not a glamorous job, but Pete told us many of the employees have been there for years and have become an extended family.

Pete Gengler - by Meredith HartFinally, like peas in our own freezing process, we moved indoors where the real magic happens. After being blanched in scalding water and rolled through a shape calculator, the peas are sent to the freezer and eventually a metal detector. A quick glance through the freezer door revealed a frozen world reminiscent of an Arctic cave with icy stalactites. Once the peas were frozen as hard as marbles, they were shot out of the freezer into large boxes and eventually packaged. We finished the tour with a greater understanding of how the things seen in the grocery store and on our plates have their own story, their own roller coaster of assembly lines and conveyor belts.

When sitting down at St. Martin’s Table in the dead of winter to get cozy with a bowl of split pea soup or cranberry dessert, you may wonder how those vegetables made it so far into the year without turning into a pile of compost. No, they didn’t fly in from a tropical land thousands of miles away. Rather, they were preserved long ago in a town just a few hours away for the very purpose of winter enjoyment. Sno Pac’s techniques and principles of being organic have made it a great choice for restaurants like St. Martin’s, but those ideas are not a product of the recent organic food craze. Sno Pac has been around as long as agricultural chemicals but it chose to go its own way; sustainable from the start.

To view more photos of Sno Pac, please see our Flickr slideshow.





Community of a Plate Intern Brunch

8 08 2009

Intern Brunch, the Back Story

interns by Meredith Hart

After spending the summer hunting down stories to cover about people using local food to create a community, it seemed only natural that the four interns of Renewing the Countryside would share our own story of the community that we have built around local food. Like the people we have been meeting with all summer, we have very strong connections to local food in Minnesota and are all charged with keeping that passion and our budgets in line with one another.

On a cool Saturday, uncommon for late July, we all went out to visit the Guardian Angel’s garden plot in Oakdale then met at the St. Paul’s Farmer’s Market. We each had selected something to cook for one another for brunch and needed to carefully select the produce and products that would soon be filling our stomachs. As college students, we were constricted to a tight budget and even tighter cooking environment.

Though we started together, the St. Paul Farmer’s Market can become rather crowded rather quickly and we were soon going a variety of directions and meeting different producers for our products. Upon finally making all our selections and being able to find each other again, we were off to the University of Minnesota campus to my small kitchen to create our breakfast feast.

Small Space by Megan Hines

I live in an older house that has been split into four different units, in an apartment style setting that I share with three other roommates. We don’t have much counter space, a very small stove/oven, no dishwasher, and a small table for two, but we’re college students so we have often found it to be more than we needed. However, when you fill our kitchen with four people, an abundance of fresh fruit and vegetables, and three different dishes that need to be baked it is quite a different story.

It was quite a feet to hunt down all the ingredients and utensils that we needed within my kitchen, and luckily I had just enough flour to make both of the baked dishes work. We all divided into small sections of the kitchen, moving things out of the way to try to make space for our creations. Aromas of fresh dill, peppers, grated cheese, squeezed lemons, and raspberries quickly filled the small space, making our stomachs even more excited for the brunch to come.

Scone Ingredients by Megan HinesRecipes slowly began to take form, shifting slowly from a gooey mess to a batter that could not be mistaken for a baked treat or a bag of potatoes to breakfast fries. As items rotated out of the oven, the sweet smell of raspberry rhubarb muffins and a savory scent of cheddar dill scones made the time it took to bake them seem painfully long. A Turkish egg dish quickly took form on the stovetop while simple syrup to sweeten a delectable sparkling raspberry lemonade bubbled softly next to it.

Then almost suddenly everything came together at once- the baked goods cooled in the windowsill, the sweet lemonade was ready (and almost too beautiful to drink!), the eggs were the perfect consistency and the potatoes finally reached the level of crispness we were looking for.

Performing an impressive balancing act, we moved our mid-afternoon feast to an outdoor deck I am fortunate to have on the second floor of my house, just in time for it to start down pouring. We quickly moved everything back inside and improvised by sitting Moroccan style in the living room, with pillows on the floor around a rather small coffee table. Finally the time had come to toast to our creations and dig in to the wonders we had created.

The scones had a perfectly buttery, flaky texture with fresh pieces of cheddar, dill and onions creating a savory surprise in every bite. The rhubarb raspberry muffins were sweet and tart, balancing the fruit and root ingredients in each morsel. The eggs were a mix of peppers, tomatoes, broccoli, and onion, in a traditional dish that Meredith had learned on a trip abroad,  which appropriately came with a story of how she had learned to cook it. The potatoes had a great crunch and herbed aromatics needed to round off the meal. Emily’s lemonade was a delightful addition to the meal, with a sweet yet sour concoction with pieces of raspberry that made it almost chewy while mineral water made it bright and crisp.

We slowly enjoyed our meals, discussing the points of each item and laughing at our misfortune for trying to eat outside during the only thirty minutes that it had rained all day. This summer we have created our own community within our organization and internship, which has stressed to us how important it is to have a connection to our food. Our plate was a celebration of the community of our relationships that have grown and the process of creating and sharing a local foods meal within our group that we have spent the summer sharing on behalf of others.

Megan’s recipe: Cheddar, Dill, Onion Scones

I had actually started the morning thinking that I was going to make sweet scones, which I had done before and really enjoyed, but decided that I would instead try my hand at savory scones. I love the texture and taste of scones and am a firm believer that they are the perfect any time of day food, and not just breakfast or brunch. I went into the farmer’s market without a recipe in mind but knew the main ingredients that I would need to make them – heavy cream, cheese, dill and onions.

Meredith and I started wandering around the Farmer’s Market while waiting for Emily and Sarah and found Eichmann’s cheese shop, one of the vendors we were hoping to run into while there. I love cheese, and couldn’t resist the 1 year aged cheddar they were selling. The bright yellow color was beautiful and the samples of other cheeses they provided confirmed that I was without a doubt buying from the right company. As I purchased my cheese for the savory scones, Meredith discussed the possibility of us coming to visit their cheese making production to document it for another story.

We then met up with the other girls and tried to think of an action plan, which quickly changed as I got distracted by Crystal Ball Farms, a vendor selling dairy products just a few feet away. The milk and cream were all sold fresh in glass jars, a charming touch that encourages people to bring back their bottles and continue service with the company. They boasted having the best chocolate milk in the state of Wisconsin, but not being much of a milk drinker myself, I was just interested in the heavy cream for the scones.

Onions by Megan HinesI then wandered around trying to pick just the right place to buy onions and spotted rows of fresh produce from a group of women that I knew I had to have. They were a great size, smell, and shape and looked fresher than some of the surrounding vendors. The last on my list from the market was dill, which I actually had a rather hard time finding. On my last hope in the only isle I hadn’t yet walked down, I found a woman selling beautiful fresh bunches of dill that I knew my scones needed to have. I added it to my arms, now full of fresh produce and then worried about re-finding the rest of the group.

Recipe from Food Network, Barefoot Contessa
http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/cheddar-dill-scones-recipe/index.html

Ingredients

* 4 cups plus 1 tablespoon all-purpose flour, divided
* 2 tablespoons baking powder
* 2 teaspoons salt
* 3/4 pound cold unsalted butter, diced
* 4 extra-large eggs, beaten lightly
* 1 cup cold heavy cream
* 1/2 pound extra-sharp yellow Cheddar, small-diced
* 1 cup minced fresh dill
* 1 egg beaten with 1 tablespoon water or milk, for egg wash
(I added ½ cup fresh white onion)

Directions

Preheat the oven to 400˚F.

Combine 4 cups of flour, the baking powder, and salt in the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with a paddle attachment. Add the butter and mix on low speed until the butter is in pea-sized pieces. Mix the eggs and heavy cream and quickly add them to the flour-and-butter mixture. Combine until just blended. Toss together the Cheddar, dill, and 1 tablespoon of flour and add them to the dough. Mix until they are almost incorporated.

Dump the dough onto a well-floured surface and knead it for 1 minute, until the Cheddar, onion and dill are well distributed. Clump into chunks/balls as large or small as desired. Brush the tops with egg wash. Bake on a baking sheet lined with parchment paper for 20 to 25 minutes, until the outside is crusty and the inside is fully baked.

Sarah’s recipe: Raspberry Rhubarb Muffins

I am not a chef. Stir-fry is about as complicated as I get on my small college apartment stovetop. And cooking takes time. The college schedule is rarely conducive to spending long hours in the same place. But baking allows me to whip up something quick, stick it in a pan, and do homework (or weeks of neglected laundry) while it’s in the oven.

So, while my kitchen-gifted peers were inventing savory scones and egg dishes, I settled on muffins. In keeping with the local spirit, I looked for a recipe from The Minnesota Homegrown Cookbook, Renewing the Countryside’s 2008 work of local recipes from local restaurants using local foods. I chose Joan’s Strawberry Rhubarb Muffins, donated by Joan Halquist, who owns the Ellery House Bed and Breakfast with her husband, Jim, in Duluth.

After our intern huddle at the farmers’ market, I hustled off to collect my ingredients. I bought 10 stalks of rhubarb for just $2 from a smiling, hunched over old woman who farms independently just outside of Stillwater, Minnesota. Then I scoured the market for strawberries. After experiencing a minor crisis when I realized strawberries were out of season by late July, I learned that raspberries make a palatable substitute. Emily led me to the table of Lorence’s Berry Farm, the Northfield farm where she had worked for five years. The table was covered in a moss of fuzzy red raspberries, and a $5 pint would be perfect for my muffins.

Recipe from Renewing the Countryside’s The Minnesota Homegrown Cookbook

Ingredients

* 1 ¾ cups flour
* ½ cup sugar
* 2 ½ teaspoons baking powder
* ¾ teaspoon salt
* 1 egg, slightly beaten
* ¾ cup plain yogurt (milk can be substituted)
* 1/3 cup vegetable oil
* ½ teaspoon vanilla
* ¾ cup diced rhubarb
* 1 cup chopped fresh strawberries (or raspberries)

Directions

Preheat oven to 400˚F.

In a large bowl, mix flour, sugar, baking powder and salt. In a small bowl, combine egg, yogurt, oil, and vanilla. Stir egg mixture into flour mixture until all ingredients are moistened. Fold in rhubarb and strawberries/raspberries into batter.

Divide batter between 12 greased muffin cups. Bake for 20 to 25 minutes or until golden brown. Sprinkle warm muffins with sugar after baking.

Meredith’s recipe: Turkish Menemen

(or scrambled eggs if you do it wrong like me)

For two weeks this past June, a friend and I took an amazing trip to Turkey and Greece for her graduation.  Of course before leaving we heard many stories and warnings about being young American women in a foreign country and were overly suspicious of just about everything. For some reason, however, we found ourselves doing everything the books tell you not to do, like walking down dark, deserted alleyways and falling for the tricks of carpet salesmen. Despite this, we eventually became enamored with Istanbul and all the incredibly generous and happy people that we met there. It was a fantastic experience and we’ve already decided we’re going back.

Some of those aforementioned generous people were an owner and his two employees of a shop located around the corner from our hostel. We were drawn in the first night by the interesting earrings on a display outside and it helped that we weren’t instantly bombarded by the vendors asking what we wanted. Looking for different designs, we were invited inside to see what else was available. We defied the travel books that night because three hours later we were sitting around a make-shift table with the three men eating traditional Turkish Menemen and receiving life lessons about hopes, dreams, and Paris Hilton. We felt it was a successful first night for our trip that was meant to be for cultural experiences and less about museums (we only went to two: one was an old building, the other a wine museum).

Menemen is simple and can be made with ingredients grown in just about every part of the world: eggs, tomatoes, and peppers. Other ingredients can be added in for extra flavor. The difference of this dish from scrambled eggs is the consistency.  The juice from the tomatoes combines with the egg to make it a half liquid half solid mixture and the pepper adds a little flair.  The colorful skillet is traditionally placed in the center of the table while bread is used to scoop out bites.  Forks and plates are acceptable for less inclined double dippers.

Turkish Menemen by Meredith Hart

Turkish Menemen Recipe (adapted from several online recipes and from the Turks themselves)
Serves: 4

Ingredients

*Olive oil
*1/2 yellow onion
*2-3 peppers of desired spiciness – chopped
*3 medium tomatoes or 2 large – chopped
*5 eggs – beaten
*Salt
*Pepper
*Feta cheese – optional
One loaf of thick bread

Directions

In a large skillet, cook the onions in the oil until translucent.  Throw in the peppers and let cook for 2 minutes.  Add in the tomatoes and cook for 1 minute making sure not to loose any of the juices.  Pour the eggs into the pan with salt and pepper and allow to cook, stirring occasionally. Add the feta cheese. Once the eggs are set, remove from heat to avoid letting the dish get too dry.  Serve with sliced bread and deep conversation.

Emily’s Recipe: Sparkling Raspberry Lemonade and Roasted Potatoes

I am a berry snob. I am, it’s true. After five summers working on Lorence’s Berry Farm in Northfield, MN, it is no wonder that I am prone to sternly investigating berries in grocery stores, and sadly turning away as I imagine the poor berries ripening in the back of trucks as they journey from California to Minnesota. Berries mean summer, and summer means berries. So when we set about to design our Intern Community of a Plate, I knew I wanted to do something with berries.

First, I searched for new potatoes. I wanted to make roast potatoes with rosemary and sage, using herbs Meredith grows in her garden. Rosemary and potatoes go together. They just do. Potatoes were not hard to find. I stopped at one of the first vegetable growers I saw and found beautiful, shiny new potatoes. I put the potatoes in my canvas bag, hoisted them onto my shoulder, and headed off.

Next, the main event: raspberries. It was the first time I have attended the downtown St. Paul Farmers’ Market as a customer. Needless to say, once I found the Lorence’s stall, it was strange to find myself looking at berries from the customer side of the table, and the familiar faces on the vendor side were surprised to see me there. I purchased three pints (one for brunch, two for eating later!) of the summer raspberries, and carefully carried them as I searched for the other interns. The Moosewood Cookbook has a wonderful sparkling raspberry lemonade recipe, and it seemed a perfect way to use fresh summer raspberries.

Roasted Potatoes- An delightfully inexact science
Serves 4

Ingredients

*10 new potatoes, chopped into small cubes or sliced
*1 tablespoon rosemary
*1 tablespoon Sage
*2 tablespoons Extra Virgin Olive Oil
*Salt
*Pepper

Directions

Preheat oven to 400. Chop potatoes, sage, and rosemary. Mix together with olive oil, and salt and pepper to taste, either in a large bowl or a gallon ziplock bag. Put on a cookie sheet or 9 x 13 pan so that the potatoes are evenly spread out. Bake until the potatoes are soft, around 20 minutes. Turn the potatoes over with a spatula occasionally, scraping the bottom of the pan so they don’t burn.

Sparkling Raspberry Lemonade from The Moosewood Cookbook
Serves 4

*1 cup sugar
*1/2 cup water
*2 cups rinsed and chopped raspberries or strawberries
*1 cup strained, fresh lemon juice
*24 ounces sparkling water
*mint leaves (for garnish)

Directions
Combine the sugar and water in a small saucepan on medium heat. Stir continuously until the sugar dissolves and the liquid becomes clear. Transfer this sugar syrup to a blender, add the berries and lemon juice and puree until well blended.

In a pitcher, combine the puree with the sparkling water and serve in tall glasses over ice. Or, refrigerate the puree and prepare individual glasses by mixing together equal parts of puree and sparkling water. Garnish each drink with mint leaves. Refrigerated puree will keep for about 4 days.

To view more photos of the intern brunch, please see the Flickr slideshow.





Schnieders-Marshall Wedding

8 08 2009

Most young girls start dreaming about their wedding at a young age, with visions of lace and cake on a perfect summer evening surrounded by family. As the years go by, the image of that perfect wedding shifts as elements are added and subtracted and the image of that perfect person waiting at the altar becomes clear. For Margaret, one of Renewing the Countryside’s program associates, and her new husband Chad, during the planning of their June wedding it became clear that the day she had always dreamed of would revolve largely around her surrounding communities to make her day an unforgettable one.

Wedding Party by Laura Ivanova

Working a career with a focus on making environmentally and locally conscious consumer decisions, Margaret had a large knowledge base to use to make her dream day come true. The wealth of information does not mean making decisions on each aspect of the wedding was simple, rather she found some elements to be unexpectedly difficult.

To start, Margaret selected her caterer, which she knew would be an essential decision for her expectations of her big day because the dinner was more important than the location. “We wanted it to be good food,” she said. “Whole food is important to us, and we knew dinner would be a big part of the wedding.” Because food was a focal point in the planning of the wedding, the couple needed to make sure they worked with a company with the same prospects.

Throughout the year at Renewing the Countryside, several cooking demonstrations are done to promote local food, which introduced Margaret to Good Life Catering, a company based out of the Midtown Global Market in Minneapolis that creates local and seasonal menus for their customers. After having positive experiences working with Good Life Catering at those events, it seemed a clear and easy decision to make, so they selected their caterer before their venue.

hope butter by Brett OlsonUsing local food does not come at a small cost, but Margaret and Chad budgeted their wedding to incorporate local food because it was so important to both of them. They knew they couldn’t cut corners on local produce, what kind of butter they wanted (after many discussions they decided that it needed to be Hope Butter) and the diary products that they wanted used in their cake.

In addition to her working relationship with Good Life Catering introduced through Renewing the Countryside, Margaret also formed a strong relationship with Featherstone Fruits and Vegetables – so strong in fact that they donated all of the produce for the wedding reception. This generous gift offset the costs that they were facing in planning their wedding and allowed them to serve fresh, local ingredients for the dinner.

Good Life Catering Staff by Laura Ivanova

With the main course set, the next feat was selecting a cake and trying to make it as local as possible. Margaret met her pastry chef in an interesting and rather fitting way – at her bridal shower. In early November, her family flew in from all parts of the country to celebrate the engagement, where they visited the Midtown Global Market to do two different cooking demonstrations.

Nationally Cutting the Cake by Laura Ivanovaacclaimed pastry chef Michelle Gayer of the Salty Tart did one of the demonstrations and it seemed an instant fit for Margaret and her family. Margaret recalls that, “Michelle was hilarious, she was just so funny and the food was so delicious. My grandmother was there and she has a really strong personality and they just played off of each other.” So when Margaret and her parents discovered that Michelle was from the same small town in Iowa as her other grandmother, it sealed the deal.

Aside from making unforgettable pastries, the Salty Tart is known for incorporating local and seasonal ingredients, which increased the appeal of the company to Margaret. But when it comes to making wedding cakes, presentation typically takes weight over using local ingredients. Local ingredients often inflate the cost, which would turn most customers off. In meetings leading up to the wedding, Margaret and Chad decided they were comfortable increasing the cost of the cake to include local ingredients, a decision that they would not regret since most of their guests haven’t stopped raving about the cake a month later.

Another essential element to the dinner table were the flowers. Margaret and Chad ordered the flowers only a week before their big day, a technicality for freshness that would make most wedding planners’ heads spin. After looking in floral shops, it was clear that the couple wanted a more natural look than the pristine bouquets they were seeing, and were not comfortable spending more on flowers than more important components of their wedding. Brett Olson, creative director at Renewing the Countryside, referred Margaret to Der Thao from Der Flowers after seeing her flowers at the St. Paul Farmers’ Market and remembering how naturally remarkable they were. Though they were in contact for several months prior to the wedding, Der’s policy is that flower orders cannot be placed until a week before an event to ensure that the items requested are actually available.Flowers by Laura Ivanova

So, without fail, a week before her wedding Margaret and one of her bridesmaids ventured out to the Farmers’ Market with a list of items they needed to place their order. This required flexibility and avoiding the common pitfall of planning an entire wedding around a color scheme. Aside from having a breathtaking floral arrangement, Margaret was able to let someone else worry about the planning with confidence that it would be wonderful.

The local focus didn’t stop with dinner and flowers though, since there was still the wedding dress, invitations, welcome gifts and music to be considered. Even with her knowledge base of Minnesota products, some of these items were rather difficult to acquire. Margaret’s unconventional light blue wedding dress was custom made by a local designer that her aunt had noticed on her walks around the neighborhood, which surprisingly cost less than the least expensive dress that she had tried on in a bridal store. The dress was made by hand and though it wasn’t made from organic fabric like Margaret hoped, she knew that the person who created it got a fair price for her work and that it wasn’t made overseas.

Eco-friendly wedding invitations are not widely available outside of the West Coast, so Margaret created her own by asking Brett to make a design that they could print and create themselves, adding a personal touch to them. While wedding favors were not given out, welcome gifts were provided to the out of town visitors coming in for the wedding. Equal Exchange Tea and Ames Farm Single Source Honey packages were waiting for the guests with bottled water for them to share in their hotel room, using local products to welcome them to the Twin Cities. The band was a friend of a friend, bringing more of a community feel to the wedding through the bonds that they already had with one another.

Margaret’s dream wedding came true this June, using consumer principles that are not often seen or considered when planning for such a big day. When spending quite a bit of money on something you will remember forever, it is important to make sure you put your dollars in practices you really support. Margaret’s advice for people planning their future weddings is, “Make sure you know what you want and know how to ask the right questions.” By bringing together her personal and professional communities to celebrate her wedding, Margaret had a unique and unforgettable Minnesotan summer wedding.

Margaret and Chad by Laura Ivanova

To view more pictures of the Schnieder-Marshall Wedding, see the Flickr slideshow.