Industrial Evolution. Lyle Estill
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The lessons learned from Grill Thursday formed a valuable building block in the creation of Local Food Friday. I should note that Local Food Friday often collides with our First Friday Tours, for which I am frequently the tour guide. One memorable collision was between a group of retirees from Clayton, North Carolina, and Jason and Haruka from Edible Earthscapes. We tend to think of Edible Earthscapes as part of our project, even though it is five miles from our eco-industrial park.
Local Food Food Friday often spills out of the kitchen into the yard.
On this occasion Jason and Haruka were simply in the kitchen preparing stuffed peppers with rice because it “was their week.” Their apprentice, Devon was also helping out. My tour group was early, and standing about in the kitchen, and the conversation came around to rice, which they are now growing at Edible Earthscapes. When I came in to pick up my charges, they were enthralled with Jason, and the notion that we could grow rice here. He was holding court, talking about water requirements and varieties and how he was on his way to Japan to pick up a rice-hulling machine.
Jason was used to it. Tourism is so engrained in our corporate culture that, he simply set down his paring knife and started explaining his rice project. I became interested too, but had to interrupt to pull the group away in order to start our tour on time.
And while this is a normal interaction for us, Local Food Friday is often jarring for the uninitiated. While we find it completely normal for a few farmers to be filling the kitchen with stuffed peppers for a forty person sit down lunch, and taking time out to discuss their rice experiment with visitors, our visitors often leave scratching their heads in wonder at what they have just encountered.
One of my regrets is that we did not design our kitchen with food service for fifty in mind. The space was constructed as a break room. The fact that it routinely bursts at the seams speaks to our urgent need for a commercial kitchen that will allow us to not only serve meals large enough for the whole project, but also allow us to move into legally canning, preserving, and selling the myriad varieties of food we have on our project.
Food is an interlocking piece in the evolution of our project. We have a large number of eaters who truly value the food produced, which leads to growers that are deeply appreciated for the work they do. Appreciation leads to meaningful work, and the consumption of that work leads to a deeper appreciation all around.
Our approach to food on project is to produce it year round. Our first greenhouse was a monstrous ninety-foot affair heated by wood. Since then Screech erected a thirty footer for hydroponics lettuce production. Then we added another thirty footer for Piedmont Biofarm, thinking it would be a good way to house our worm composting experiment. Then Screech doubled his operation. Then Piedmont Biofarm ordered another ninety-foot greenhouse, at which point Screech decided to put up four more thirty-foot greenhouses, and go into peppers, tomatoes, and cucumber production.
Matt Rudolf participates in preparing a lunch for dozens of guests.
A large part of successful food marketing is season extension. If you are growing tomatoes, for instance, the trick is to have your product on the grocer’s shelves before anyone else, in early spring, and to be out of the tomato business before everyone has them in abundance in their backyard gardens. Surely the master of this was Jim LeTendre, who routinely stunned the region with bountiful loads of “Sunny Slope” tomatoes.
Because season extension is key, a visitor to the plant will see row covers to offset sunlight at hot times of the year, and plastic to shield peppers from frost from time to time.
We eat seasonally, and we focus on year-round food. Fall brings a mushroom harvest from the woods and deer meat fills our freezers. It’s not long before the bananas have been eaten and the peanuts have been devoured, but even in the dead of winter we are feasting on greens and sweet potatoes and we look forward to the February carrot harvest.
Our approach is not planned. It just is. And because we are surrounded by food production, food is not something we worry about whenever the conversation turns to complete societal collapse.
I have a dear friend who has taken the Mormon approach. He brings in big bins of red beans and flour and has a room in his basement dedicated to a year’s supply of food. He claims it is hard to come by — difficult to buy rations in bulk — and he is pondering the formation of a new web-based company that would make it easier for people to stock up.
I wonder about the “store your own food approach,” and if perhaps it is exactly the mentality that brought our world to the brink of collapse in the first place. The notion of individual stores of food is about the polar opposite of our project. What we do is contribute what we can. Fence posts, or labor, or cash, or soil amendments to the folks who grow the food, and in exchange we find ourselves not only well fed, but also not in fear of food shortages.
As I was working on this manuscript, Elinor Ostrom was awarded the Nobel Prize for Economics, and when Michael Tiemann pointed out the “Ostrom-like” nature of our project, I paid attention.
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