Over the past few years our family has been in the process of making over our eating habits. It’s one of those things that I’ve been hesitant to talk about because the older I get the more I realize how hard it is to convey certain things over the internet. Values are one of those tricky areas in the land of blogging because sometimes passion came come across as condescension when viewed on a screen and that is certainly not my intention in sharing here.
Last year we planted our first big garden and it felt both good and disappointing. It yielded some crop but not as much as we had hoped for in our slightly naive exuberance of planting. But we stumbled through it, hands deep in the soil and hearts deep in the desire and I made squash casserole from flowering yellowing plants outside our kitchen window.
This year we read more and studied more and built it up more so that you step off of our back porch to blueberry bushes. We’ve read and we’ve talked and we’ve decided that what we want to raise is our own food and a daughter who sees that the earth is indeed full of His goodness and provision. It’s a growing desire and y’all if our HOA wasn’t against it I’d be chasing some chickens back there. Except apparently they go don’t for that sort of thing in this neighborhood, even if you totally offer them fresh eggs. (They’re also against corn and clotheslines so obviously none of them have a baby in cloth diapers.)
Then we searched around for a way to source our meat and we found a local farm co-op where we can get our meat and dairy products from grass-fed, ethically butchered animals. I didn’t even know things like this existed and that is why I wanted to share, for other people who might be looking for something different and have no idea where to start.
It is not easy, choosing this, because it takes more work than driving to the store and my back kind of hurts from the weeding and we have to really budget to make it work and I have to learn to cook in an entirely new way and I’m kind of terrible at cooking in general. But now we can take Scarlette to the farm and she can see where our food comes from and that moves me. I was not kidding when I said the book 7 changed my entire life.
I am so excited about this, which is crazy because remember when I was writing this blog as a single girl and couldn’t even cook a bowl of Easy Mac? Or that time I caught my kitchen on fire attempting to make apple cider? Or that time I made the Christmas ham with garlic cloves instead of actual cloves (also known as the last time I was asked to make the Christmas ham)?
That girl just baked her first loaf of bread from scratch, y’all.
I KNOW, RIGHT?!
I’ve found this blog, 100 Days Of Real Food, really helpful and I’d love it if y’all have any resources/recipe site to share 🙂