Heirloom Tomatoes

Just back from our (or rather John’s) weekly trip to Queens Farm and then Whole Foods.  Even though the kitchen was overloaded with tomatoes, eggplants, and other local treats we bought heirloom tomatoes.  And here I am thinking to myself, yet another phrase that the mom and pop organic industry is spreading to make me think they are on the cutting edge of whatever it is we should be eating to stay healthy and keep them in business.  But I was wrong.  A quick Google search led me to wikipedia (why didn’t I just search wikipedia?) where there was an article on heirloom tomatoes.  Heritage, or heirloom tomatoes are not genetically modified (unless indicated otherwise).  They reproduce automatically which is great cause I like my organic food to be on auto-pilot so long as it does pull a Little Shop of Horrors on me and turn the food chain on its back.  Now it is time to start eating the food we bought because alas the trouble with organic food is that you can’t store it for the winter!

Grass Fed Beef Chronicles

I am in Tucson, Arizona this week and while the only grass I see here is on the prized golf courses, several places are peddling grass fed beef.  I feel bad for the golfers but I guess that explains the Titleist in my burger!  Seriously though, I think the beef here in Arizona is pretty good.  I am slowly coming to the conclusion that any place that is ‘known’ for their beef probably mass produces it and therefore has junk quality.  Take the US Midwest for example.  Kansas City, known for their BBQ, Memphis, known for their BBQ, St. Louis, not known for their BBQ but close enough to the other BBQ towns are all big on corn-fed beef!  The restaurants even advertise ‘Fresh Kansas City Corn Fed Beef’  WTF, are among the acronyms that come to mind.  Aren’t these places known for their beef?  I guess it’s the preparation that they’re known for and yes, it’s pretty darn good and ya’ll come back now!

I went to Austin to start the month of August off and the beef is good as well and Austin’s hippie/hipster/yuppie sub-culture somewhat demands grass fed or at least menus that say so.  I am not sure how much is truly grass-fed.  My trip was followed by a week in Calgary, Alberta and let me tell you something Mr. Midwestern Cattle Rancher….  Your stuff will never compare to what is up north in Canada.  Alberta is full of open space and it is just about expected that the beef is grass fed.  The worst steak in Alberta was better than the best beef I’ve had in the USA. This whole USDA thing and whether it’s local or not means nothing to me any more.  If you want beef, go to the farm and watch them feed the cows but I would rather just fly over to Calgary or Edmonton for a steak.  And while you’re there you can even have Caribou, Venison, Elk, Bison, and Wild Boar.

And so now you may think that I’m upset and bitter about the fact that good ol’ USDA isn’t really that good.  I look at the bright side.  This year I had my fill of well prepared BBQ in Kansas City and well raised beef in Alberta and now I can go back home maybe go for a more meatless or balanced diet.  Of course I can still ridicule at such farmers who feed their cows gummy worms!

Scaling up Operations

Monday, August 6th, 2012

So, this past weekend was an eventful one for me. For one, I decided to make yet another beautiful/pleasant drive up to Edgwick Farms in Cornwall, NY. It is so nice up there that I wouldn’t mind moving there someday…

Last time I visited Edgwick Farm I purchased 2 gallons of raw Goat’s milk, which went rather quickly, so this time I decided to scale up a bit so I ordered 3 gallons. I left my house at 8:22. Farmer Dan was going to leave the farm at 10 am in order to go to a farmers market. My GPS said it would take 1 hour and 30 minutes to get there… luckily traffic was on my side that morning, and I made it there by 9:30. Farmer Dan had the 6 jars of milk ready for me with a label “John” on each of them. I loaded up my cooler and headed to a nearby store for some ice.

Back home, I left 3 of the jars outside of the refrigerator in order to get them to room temperature for the creation of yogurt. In the meantime, my younger brother had arrived with one of his friends. Only my brother had the guts to try the raw milk… Then they both noticed how I left the jars outside of the refrigerator and I told them that I was going to turn them into yogurt.

I waited for about 2 hours and then placed the 3 jars (half a gallon each) into a large pot. I turned on the burner and took a large 17oz container of Fage Total Classic (read: with all the fat) and set it outside to let it warm up slowly to room temperature.

So while I was waiting for the milk to heat, I said to myself, let’s try this original brand of Greek-Yogurt. I must say… Fage does make some pretty good yogurt! I also want to say that that paper net/remnant from their straining process is pretty cool as well. I love peeling it off with my fingers and licking the yogurt remaining yogurt from it.

Anyway, so 110 degrees Fahrenheit is reached, and I place 17ounces of Fage Total minus a few tablespoons which I ate into the mixture and stir thoroughly. I place it into a warm oven, which has the heat turned off but was just preheated to 200 degrees.

This time I decided to place a thermometer into the pot while it was incubating. Now my thermometer was not big enough to touch the bottom of the pot, and neither did it have a latch to hook on to the side of the pot to prevent it from falling in. So I decided to take a thin towel and to cover the pot with it and to leave a little opening to the side for the thermometer to latch on to. This way I kept checking the temperature of the incubating cultured milk every 2 hours and I would turn the oven on for a few minutes each time to let the mixture slowly increase its temperature back up to 110.

So 7 hours passed, and I looked at the mixture and did not see any whey separate onto the top, remember, this is raw goats’ milk yogurt, which means that the yogurt cultures are competing with other present cultures (i.e. beneficial stuff not present in pasteurized milk) so I decided to press on and let the milk culture overnight. So I set the alarm for 3am and when it went off I took a look at the temperature and heated the oven for a little bit.

Then I wake up in the morning and decide it is time to strain the yogurt! Here is a screenshot of how large of a pot I used to culture the yogurt with:

The yogurt produced a little more than half a gallon of whey after straining it, and a really large bowl and just a large bowl of strained greek-yogurt.

 

Warning: Do not eat raw goat’s milk yogurt, it will ruin your taste buds and you will be forever unable to eat yogurt from any retail location and/or restaurant ever again in your life.

Also, I want to say that according to mainstream medicine, I am “lactose intolerant”, which means if I drink milk from a regular dairy – such as Tuscan Farms or any other conventional brand of milk, my stomach will immediately become upset and I will have lots of flatulence and will make many trips to the bathroom. When drinking this milk, I do not have even the slightest sympton of “lactose intolerance”. Are any professors listening?

-John

P.S. You can also find Edgwick Farms on facebook at the following url: http://www.facebook.com/edgwickfarm

Real Greek Yogurt

There are two and only two ingredients in real, authentic Greek Yogurt:

  1. Raw Goats’ Milk
  2. Yogurt Culture

I made some of my own real, authentic Greek Yogurt this past weekend by using none other than the fine Raw Goats’ Milk that I obtained from Edgwick Farms in Cornwall New York.  What I did follows and you can use this information as instructions for how you can make real, authentic Greek Yogurt from the privacy of your home without having to deal with all the additives, preservatives and other nasty tricks that “Greek Yogurt” manufacturers engage in in order to make a bigger profit, at your expense.

You can visit Edgwick Farms yourself, they are located at 348 Angola Road, Cornwall, NY. By the way, their Feta is awesome…


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I took about 3 liters of raw goats’ milk and placed it into a pot and turned on the heat. Once the thermometer read 115 degrees Fahrenheit I introduced a small amount of yogurt culture into the bottom of the pot and stirred it slowly to avoid leaving any thick yogurt clumps.  The yogurt which I used said “contains live cultures” on the package.  After allowing it to incubate for approximately 7 hours, I noticed that very little yogurt culture thrived and I was left with a pot full of milk and very little “new” yogurt.  After doing some research, I determined that this occurred because raw goats’ milk contains many naturally occurring cultures that also compete with the cultures that I introduced via an amount of already existing yogurt.  So I decided to heat the milk up to 150 degrees Fahrenheit to kill some, if not most of the already existing cultures. (Most yogurt manufacturers heat their yogurt to temperatures above and beyond 185 degrees Fahrenheit, which not only kills any live cultures, it also destroys the molecular structure of any, if not most beneficial compounds present in your milk.) After heating the milk to 150 degrees, I waited for it to cool to 110 degrees and then I tried again with some more starter yogurt.

After 7 hours of sitting in the oven – my incubator, I opened the pot and to my delight saw my brand new yogurt made from fresh raw goats’ milk!  I then wrapped up the yogurt in a cheese cloth and placed a bowl beneath where I hung it up to collect the whey.

After 2 hours, I opened the cheese cloth and scooped out some real Greek Yogurt.  I then placed it into the refrigerator and here is what it looked like after about 1 hour:

Now, that is *REAL* Greek Yogurt!  Not yogurt made from reconstituted milk or non-fat milk mixed with milk solids and powdered milk and some more “forms” of milk.

And you want frozen Greek Yogurt? How about you stick it in the freezer overnight.  Don’t believe the Ben & Jerry’s hype, their yogurt is full of sugar and other things that they think the average person cannot understand like “liquid sugar”, “sugar”, “water”, and “corn syrup solids.”  I’m serious, see the picture of the label below, the ingredients literally read:

  • Liquid Sugar (Sugar, Water)
  • Sugar
  • Water
  • Corn Syrup Solids

Did the chef have a hard time with that one? Mix Sugar and Water, add to yogurt.  Take sugar, add to yogurt, take water, add to yogurt.  Take corn syrup solid, add to yogurt. Wow, I must say, this is an amazing recipe, I only dream of being like the folks over at Ben & Jerry’s one day.  Why don’t the founders go occupy some real food ingredients for a change?

Fake frozen Greek yogurt:

*Raw Goats’ milk was legally purchased from Edgwick Farms in Cornwall, New York. (see http://edgwickfarm.wordpress.com/, or find them on facebook)

Note: In the State of New York, you can only buy raw milk on the farm from a licensed raw milk farm.  So that means I have to drive 2 hours each way from home in order to buy raw milk.  But the milk and yogurt tastes so much better that I am more than willing to make the trip there from time to time.

“Share of the Stomach”

Interesting article in the Washington Post on a former Coke executive and how he regrets the result of his work as a top marketing executive of Coke.  He feels like he contributed to the obesity issue of the day.  Disney is no longer going to accept ads or sell soft drinks at their parks.  NYC Mayor Bloomberg wants to ban sugary drinks over 16 ounces.

The comebacks from Coke are so transparent.  They hide behind their diet, low calorie, and no calorie drinks which are just as bad.

Koliva

This morning there was a large salad bowl on the kitchen table.  At first I thought we were leaving cookies for some kind of vegan Santa Claus but alas it was for us, the people who live in the house.  Our mother had prepared koliva to remember the dead.  Some is brought to the church and some stays here.  Everyone makes this a little differently and whether you believe in its traditional purpose or not, it is very healthy.  I had a variation of koliva at Kafana, a Balkan restaurant in New York City’s Lower East Side as a dessert dish; I think they call it zito.

The core ingredient, wheat, is boiled and then laid out on a cloth on the kitchen table to dry out.  I bet if you left this out it would sprout baby wheat!  The wheat is then mixed in with almond chunks, ground walnuts and walnut chunks, sesame seeds, pomegranate, traces of parsley, spices such as cinnamon, and raisins.  The key thing here is that everything remain dry so it does not chuck up and become mud!  Brown sugar is on the side so we can add to taste.  Keeping the sugar on the side increases the shelf life of koliva.

Midnight Raw

The other night, at midnight to be precise, there was a phone call.  All kinds of crazy thoughts ran through my mind, was it my Japanese ex who worked as a bill collector?  No wait, it was the raw milkman!  And he didn’t come for my wife but for my wallet.  As ordered, he brought a gallon of raw cow’s milk, several duck eggs, and raw butter.

The milk came in a farm-sealed plastic container and the butter in a deli style plastic container, the same kind you get potato salad.  I was hoping for glass containers but I guess this kind of food has a very short shelf life so the milk and butter won’t have time to absorb plastic stuff.  Of course having only taken two courses in Chemistry back in the ’90s I am no expert in how food absorbs plastic. webhosting info .  Anyway, I digress.

John showed me the glass of milk that he had just poured.  Looked like milk!  Having been warned that raw milk is scary and will cause you to react like that chestbuster scene in Alien or look like Kuato, I took a whiff.  Nothing strange here.  Still, I wanted to wait 24 hours to pass after John tried it before I would.  I was also contemplating the risk factors.  Was this more dangerous than jumping out of a perfectly good airplane with a stranger strapped to my back?

And so I tried some.  The clear plastic container was transparent enough for me to see a layer on top of the milk.  I had already poured half a glass, so I closed the container and shook the slightly milk to get an even distribution in pour.  I drank whatever was in the glass and poured a full glass of shaken milk.  One sip went down and it was good.  I felt something strange in my stomach.  A bit of a rumble and movement; would this be the end of my drinking of raw milk?  No wait, that was my Android ‘smart’ phone attached to my belt buzzing away.  No strange smells, I didn’t go blind, so I continued to sip.  All along waiting for something strange to happen; a hallucination would have been cool.  I emptied the glass and it was just like having regular milk, just tastier, richer, and fuller.  It didn’t blow my mind the way bungee jumping did, but it was good.

I haven’t tried the butter or the duck eggs.  You must all know that John is beyond overly enthusiastic.  Not sure if this was better for him or his recent car purchase but now we all know his weak point.  A bottle of raw milk and he will name his first born after you.

Tomorrow there are plans to make out of season egg nog.  Duck eggs (quack, quack) and raw milk; will they find raw Bourbon?

Kombucha

The first time I had Kambucha, I saw the stuff on the bottom and thought “shake well before opening” which of course turned into, “clean up time!”

There are various people who say this is good for you and today I had two bottles of GT Kombucha; one Lavendar and one Hibiscus.  I have no idea what any of that is.  But the nasty taste with various ad-laden websites say it is good for the liver.  It does have alcohol in it (less than 0.5%) and if you let it ferment (not sure if you need an oak barrel or if it has to be bourbon based) it turns into a higher percentage alcohol (like 0.6%).

Kombucha makes a cameo in one of my favorite TV Shows, Bored to Death Season 1, Episode 7.  The specific quote is when Jonathan and Ray are in a recently abandoned Park Slope apartment.

Jonathan: The only thing that I found in the kitchen is an unopened bottle of kombucha tea..why would they leave this? This stuff is great and so expensive!

I did have a small box of Chick-fill-A which is the fast food industry’s response to “I want more !@#$ to eat.”  This food sucks and I don’t know what is in it but I am sure it had no meat in it or anything that didn’t come out of a factory.