Emerging from the vortex

Since I opened West Meadow Farm Bakery and hired my first employee I have been sucked into the vortex of operating my small business. I found myself wearing multiple hats throughout the day and week, filling wholesale orders, waiting on customers, making sure we have all the supplies we need, complying with regulations, making deliveries, sorting out issues with employees, the list goes on and greets me every morning and bids me adieu every evening. For the first time in about three years I feel that I am finally emerging from this vortex and reclaiming my life.

As I climb out of this hole one of my goals is to rediscover supper. This summer I attended the Vermont Public Radio’s Listener’s Picnic as a specialty food vendor. At this event I had the pleasure of meeting, albeit briefly Lynne Rossetto Kasper, the host of “The Splendid Table” which airs on VPR. I had listened to her program when I could carve out the time on Saturday afternoons. Meeting her in person rekindled my interest in her program and introduced me to her many cookbooks. For Christmas I purchased, sight unseen, her cookbook entitled “How to Eat Supper” as a gift for my sister. We are foodie soul-sisters. When the book arrived I immediately sat down and read it from cover to cover. I found Lynne’s approach to food refreshing and inspiring. Then and there I decided to relearn how to eat Supper.

Suppers had become quick meals, even just sandwiches always eaten on the couch in front of the TV. Boring barely begins to describe the meals my husband and I would eat night after night. As I read my way through the cookbook I began to reaffirm my belief that although wheat and other gluten containing products could no longer be part of my diet I did not have to sacrifice flavor and I could become adventurous discovering new ingredient combinations.

My goal now is to cook my way through “How to Eat Supper” and share with you my new discoveries and in so doing inspire you to try something new.

Sunday Suppers

Our children are grown, married, and we now have two grandchildren: a step granddaughter and a six month old baby boy! Being a grandmother is an experience I don’t want to miss so we have instituted the Sunday evening Supper where we all gather at the table to share a meal. Imagine that! I have unearthed the dining room table! It had for way too long become another flat surface that accumulated stuff rather than people and food. 

In the process of emerging from the vortex I had to reclaim my kitchen. I threw out old jars of herbs and spices and replaced them with new ones. I had to restock sugars; brown and white, honey, cornstarch, and gluten free flour and gluten free oats, baking powder and baking soda. It had been so long since I had baked or cooked from scratch at home I needed to make a fresh start.

I even had to find my equipment that had lain dormant for so long. My hand mixer was tucked away in a cabinet I rarely opened. And I had to text my daughters to figure out where my food mill was. I wanted to make applesauce and how would I sieve my sauce without my old Foley’s Food mill? In the vortex years both my dad and mother died and my sisters and brother divided up their household belongings. I was the lucky recipient of the old Jelly Cupboard that my mother’s grandfather built. It was in the shadows on the lower shelf that I found the food mill.

Published in: on February 7, 2013 at 10:00 pm  Leave a Comment