Over on Absolute Michigan we got the news that strawberries are showing up in southeast Michigan, which means that before too long, they’ll be up here in northern Michigan along with their good friend SHORTCAKE! Click over for a bowlful of Michigan Strawberry goodness!
We used to make it when I was a kid, tapping the maples on M-22 by our house. The whole process is one of my favorite memories, and I can’t begin to describe how good it felt to bring a metal cup our and drink cup after cup of sub-freezing sap before school while I waited for the bus!
Unlike North Americans who collect maple sap to boil down into syrup, Korean villagers and their growing number of customers prefer the sap itself, which they credit with a wide range of health benefits.
In this they are not alone. Some people in Japan and northern China drink maple sap, and birch sap has its fans in Russia and other parts of northern Europe. But no one surpasses southern Koreans in their enthusiasm for maple sap, which they can consume in prodigious quantities.
“The right way is to drink an entire mal” — 20 liters, or about 5 gallons — “at once,” said Yeo Manyong, a 72-year-old farmer in Hadong. “That’s what we do. And that’s what gorosoe lovers from the outside do when they visit our village.”
But how can you drink the equivalent of more than 50 beer cans of sap at one go?
“You and your family or friends get yourselves a room with a heated floor,” Mr. Yeo said, taking a break under a maple tree in Hadong, 180 miles south of Seoul. “You keep drinking while, let’s say, playing cards. Salty snacks like dried fish help because they make you thirsty. The idea is to sweat out all the bad stuff and replace it with sap.”
It’s the first annual of what I hope will be many and happens Saturday August 22 from 5-10 PM at the Grand Traverse Commons in front of Building 50 on the lawn under the big tent.
The evening will feature wines from 22 wineries from the Leelanau and Old Mission Peninsulas and a selection of Traverse City and Leelanau restaurants serving food & desserts along with fantastic music from Rojo Loco, Jay Webber and Thom Jayne and the Nomads.
I’m amazed at how much work there is involved in putting together a major festival and so grateful that we’ve been able to assemble such an amazing team of volunteers and staff to put this event on.
Things are really coming together and I think everyone who attends will have a fantastic time – hope you’re there! Here’s the headliner:
After cars, the food system uses more fossil fuel than any other sector of the economy — 19 percent. And while the experts disagree about the exact amount, the way we feed ourselves contributes more greenhouse gases to the atmosphere than anything else we do — as much as 37 percent, according to one study. Whenever farmers clear land for crops and till the soil, large quantities of carbon are released into the air. But the 20th-century industrialization of agriculture has increased the amount of greenhouse gases emitted by the food system by an order of magnitude; chemical fertilizers (made from natural gas), pesticides (made from petroleum), farm machinery, modern food processing and packaging and transportation have together transformed a system that in 1940 produced 2.3 calories of food energy for every calorie of fossil-fuel energy it used into one that now takes 10 calories of fossil-fuel energy to produce a single calorie of modern supermarket food. Put another way, when we eat from the industrial-food system, we are eating oil and spewing greenhouse gases. This state of affairs appears all the more absurd when you recall that every calorie we eat is ultimately the product of photosynthesis — a process based on making food energy from sunshine. There is hope and possibility in that simple fact.
I am tired of looking in my refrigerator and feeling guilty about the amount of food in it, not to mention the amount of food I will throw away, not to mention the fact that I even have a refrigerator.
As long as nothing changes every time I close that door on all that food and all that cold and all that bounty that 9 out of every 10 souls aboard this world will never taste, I should feel guilt … and shame … and not a little fear.
I sometimes feel that we (well, at least “I”) treat this whole “life” like some cheap, throwaway novelty. Who cares, what the hell, no big deal, I’ll buy another.
I have no doubt that the contents of my refrigerator could feed five families and still feed my own, and I’d really (truly) like to work with anyone and everyone to make that happen.
The idea of putting a garden to bed is kind-of sweet and silly. Maybe those words….”putting a garden to bed”….not the actual doing of it. Not sure if other permaculturists would even agree with the idea of it. “Too much work. Let nature do it’s thing.” But, for me, the art-farmer who likes to blend a little ritual and ceremony with my doings–it seems right. It’s the season to say a grateful good-bye and appreciate the magical process of green growing plant life. And, it was a nice day to be outside.
Photo: non-turkey day by Huro Kitty. Although I am not a vegetarian, I am close enough to say that I would quite happily trade my turkey dinner this year for one of those wild rice-wild mushroom-cranberry-apples-almond stuffed delights! (caveat: I still get to make grilled turkey & asiago sandwiches on Friday)