Thou Shalt “Eat Local!”

I’m a big proponent of buying and eating seasonal, local food. It just tastes better, and when it comes to cooking and eating, in my book flavor trumps all else. I also like to support local communities, businesses and economies. Helping my neighbor is immediate and tangible, and it ultimately benefits me, too, when it comes to my quality of life. But what qualifies as local?

Colorado veggi
Colorado veggies waiting to be roasted

In my not-so-distant previous career, I worked closely with Colorado Proud and the Colorado Department of Agriculture (CDA), promoting and encouraging consumers to buy Colorado food and ag products whenever possible. We were asked A LOT and had lots of discussions about what “local” is and means. Even before my stint with the CDA, I liked to support business based in the state in which I was living; I sought out food and other products when I was shopping; and I travelled and visited communities closer to home. When it comes to defining “local,” I’ve always considered it to be whatever state I happen to be in at the time.

Since venturing out on new career adventures, exploring food among other things, I’ve joined the international organization Slow Food. I love Slow Food’s message of slowing down when it comes to cooking, eating and mealtime. And as I mentioned above, I’m an advocate of seasonal, local food. To further its cause, Slow Food is challenging its members and eaters around the globe to eat local from October 16 through November 5. I’m in! Sort of. Wait, slow down. As I was reading the elements of the “challenge,” I noticed that one of the options was to pledge to “buy no imported food or products made over 200 miles away.”

Colorado is approximately 380 miles across and 280 miles north to south. According to the Slow Food Eat Local Challenge, I’ve just been cut off from foods grown and raised on Colorado’s Western Slope, one of the state’s largest and most important agricultural regions. Most of Colorado’s fruit and wine grapes are grown on the Western Slope. I’ve just savored the last of the season’s Palisade Peaches with a Late Season Peach Thyme Sorbet. And now, apples and pears are in season and ripe for the picking. Sure, Colorado’s Front Range and Eastern Plains have lots of bounty, but my favorite Colorado apples and pears come from Hotchkiss, more than 200 miles from my home. Even in the grocery stores that carry Colorado apples, those apples are from…you guessed it, the Western Slope.

I hosted another pop-up dinner demo recently, and in my quest to buy all local produce, I discovered the mid-week farmers market had shut down for the season. Boo hoo! Now, I could have driven dozens of miles in and around Denver looking for local endive, or I could go right across the street to my local grocery store and buy what I needed. And that’s what I did. I still looked at labels, seeking out Colorado products. If Colorado wasn’t available, I looked for stuff from the region and neighboring states. If that wasn’t available, I looked for food grown, raised or processed in the good ol’ U.S.A. As a last resort, I turned to our neighbors to the south.

And this is where seasonal comes in. I planned and prepared a menu with food I knew was in season. I served two dishes with figs (figs don’t grow in Colorado, but they do in California and they’re in season, so they’re abundant at the grocery store). I roasted cold-weather vegetables like cauliflower and Brussel sprouts. And I had a leek that I did buy at the farmers market several days prior. I didn’t have to turn to imported products because I was buying what was in season. While my menu wasn’t completely Colorado-grown, it was all in season and grown regionally. That works for me.

So back to “local.” Much like everything else in our world, the United States’ food system isn’t perfect. But it is the most abundant, safest, affordable system in the entire world. Less than two percent of our population grows and raises all the food the rest of us in the 98 percent consumes. As good and romantic as it sounds to only buy and eat products from within 200 miles of where you live, it’s completely unreasonable and unattainable for most of the population.

I respect organizations like Slow Food and the cause they’re pursuing. It’s admirable, and deep down, I’m on board, because it fits with my values and ideals. But if we want to make real change when it comes to our food system, we need to get people back in the kitchen, cooking and eating better, and we need to have a better definition of “local.” I think we should start with a better understanding of where our food comes from in the first place, who grows it, how it’s processed, how it’s prepared and the people preparing it. There is a disconnect between the people who grow food and the people who eat it and the gap is only getting wider.

So in my personal quest to reinvent myself and my career, I’m encouraging people to get back in the kitchen, to eat fresh and seasonal food, to shop in the outer aisles of the grocery store, and to celebrate the home cook, not just the celebrity chefs and food advocates with abundant staff and resources to tell us that the ideal is to eat food grown within an arbitrary radius of our homes.

That definition of local? To me, it’s anything from my current home state of Colorado. Every time I go to the grocery store, I make my own pledge to buy Colorado first. I encourage everyone who lives and works in Colorado to do the same.

Oh, I have so much more I’d like to write and say on this topic. It sort of gets me fired up. But, alas, I don’t want to lose focus. Instead, here is my seasonal menu from my latest pop-up dinner demo. As the harvest winds down and the weather gets colder, I’m working on more seasonal menus to share and get YOU back in the kitchen. Stay tuned!

Endive with apples, figs, walnuts, goat cheese and honey balsamic reduction

 Simple fall salad with sherry shallot vinaigrette, roasted figs and blue cheese

 Risotto with roasted purple cauliflower, Brussel sprouts, leeks and rotisserie chicken

 Late-season peach thyme sorbet with shortbread cookies

 

 

 

 

 

Three, Two, One…Launch!

I’m the first to admit, I have NO idea what I’m doing when it comes to launching and maintaining a personal blog. I own and operate a small marketing and public relations business, so I get why businesses need to blog and create content to communicate with customers, colleagues and vendors. But personally, I’m at a loss. That’s why I’ve decided to just dive in.

Another admission for my first blog, I’m a Pinterest junkie. I spend my evenings after my boys go to bed perusing my own feed, which often takes me to my favorite online home and cooking magazines and other personal and professional blogs about the things I love. I’m drawn to pictures of thoughtfully organized closets, kitchens and bathrooms, perfectly dressed and accessorized faceless women, deliciously styled plates of healthy food, goblets holding refreshing beverages, pots of homemade lavender body scrubs, I could go on and on. I LOVE Pinterest.

I also found myself applying the things I found on Pinterest to my own life. I haven’t ever done exact reproductions of recipes or home design projects, but I have found myself modifying and creating my own versions of things I found on Pinterest, and more than anything, I’ve wanted to document and keep track of my creations.

I’m almost finished with a bathroom remodel, and I’m super excited about how it’s all turning out. It’s clean, crisp, modern and everything I envisioned. I’m going to do another bathroom in the next 12 months, so I wanted a place to keep track of what I learned on the first bathroom. What better place than my own blog?

The bathroom tile we chose. Dark gray is the floor, hexagon marble is for the shower and the marble subway tile is for the wainscoting.
The bathroom tile we chose. Dark gray is the floor, hexagon marble is for the shower and the marble subway tile is for the wainscoting.
A first look at the bathtub tile installed. Hexagon Carrera marble.
A first look at the bathtub tile installed. Hexagon Carrera marble.

I have a Christmas morning breakfast that I’ve made for four years running. It’s elegant, yet super easy to prepare, and most importantly, it’s delicious. I found myself wanting to take pictures to document the menu and the meal. I have a New Year’s Eve menu that consists of lobster tails, clarified butter and a meyer lemon risotto that is TAS-TEY. It’s a beautiful plate of food, and I want a place to document it. What better place than my own blog?

My husband has a milestone birthday this year. I’m not going to say which one, but it’s a BIG one. I’m planning a milestone vacation to go with it. My own blog will be a perfect place to keep track of plans and ideas.

Finally, and most importantly, my boys have grand parents who live miles (mostly hundreds) away. They’re doing so much that my parents and my husband’s parents miss. What better way to share what they’re up to than my own blog?

Boys skiing in Vail
My oldest tater tot riding the Lionshead gondola up in Vail with his best buddy visiting from the East Coast.

So here I am. Officially a blogger. What’s the saying? “Whether you think you can or you can’t, you’re right.” Well, I think I can.