my farm is nestled between two towns, one with a population hovering around 200 and the other at around 300… the smaller town has the store and school… the larger town has the bank, rink and doctor’s clinic… neither have a paved street but both have a post office and a bar…
if you come to this area, you will meet farmers, oil field workers, teachers, nurses, mechanics, truckers, electricians, hunters, hutterites… and the odd person running from the law trying to hide in the middle of no where… I quickly realized after my first trip here to meet the farmer’s family that my choice of occupation (should the relationship pan out) was going to be limited… thus me becoming a stay-at-home mom…
it was rather difficult at first to be a stay-at-home mom… not the stay-at-home part so much but more the mom part… when your children are little you really do stay at home and lose your mind… I like to look back on those years fondly as the ‘dark days’… back when words like ‘I’m bored’ came out of my mouth… or ‘play-date’…
then last year when my youngest went to grade one and it is the time that most stay-at-home mom’s get a job my farmer husband told me to take a year to figure out what I feel should be the next step in my life… I currently am in my second year figuring that out…
but one thing I know I have to do every day is cook… and this has made me think that when I cook I want it to be fulfilling and artistic and inspiring and interesting… if I have to devote this much time to something I might as well become as interested in it as possible and try to create things that not only feed a belly but feed my soul….
and this brings me to the topic of cream cheese…
I love cream cheese… ever since I discovered in college ‘the Great Canadian Bagel’ store where you could buy bagels and cream cheese in mass quantities and then eat it at your leisure in your dorm room while watching ‘Pretty Woman’ for the 24th time wondering who the lucky guy to discover you was going to be…
last harvest I went on a major cream cheese kick… I went to our store in the smaller town and picked up four blocks of cream cheese just for the meal I was doing that night… when you are giving the food to ten farmers that means they each are getting around 3.2 oz of cream cheese each…
I was purchasing the cream cheese and a few other baking supplies like eggs, baking powder and graham cracker crumbs and a man beside me in line started to chat…
he was purchasing beef jerky, two Red Bull’s, a pre-made sub and a family sized bag of chips… again, I had the baking supplies and cream cheese…
he said to me ‘hey…. (nodding his head towards me so I knew he was referring to me)… you from around here?’ … I politely replied ‘no… just on my way through and decided to grab four packages of cream cheese and some graham cracker crumbs to tide me over’…
I always wonder if I had shown a little interest where that relationship could have gone… I picture it heading the direction of a scary version of ’50 Shades of Grey’… not the wealthy, helicopter version but more the ‘this Red Room has rats in it and is in a dirt basement’ version…
which brings me back to cream cheese… put it in as many things as you can… icings, potatoes, soups, cream sauce… you won’t be upset with yourself… and buy it in large quantities and see if someone asks you if you are ‘from around these parts?’…
whipped potatoes
the poor farmers had no idea this curly haired guy had his hands all over their biscuit dough
yellow squash three cheese biscuits
I believe these are considered ‘super-foods’… well for sure broccoli and I love beets so much I’m classifying them as a super-food…
parmesan roasted broccoli and beets
mesquite beef kebabs from a local meat packing store… by local I mean I had to drive two hours to get there… and then two hours home… local might mean something different to you..
my kids favourite salad and very simple for taking to the field is caesar salad… I do have a great recipe for caesar salad dressing but it was one of those days I thought the farmers could stand to have Costco caesar salad dressing instead… from my local Costco…
which brings me to my favourite pie ever… and the one that brings back the most memories of my Grandma Reed… coconut cream pie was one of her best and there is nothing like it with a cup of coffee… or leftover at 1:30 am when you get home from the field and want pie… (I caught the farmer doing this last night)…
main trick to it is to make sure you get the cream thickened enough before putting into the pie crusts… otherwise it will never thicken and you get coconut cream pie soup… which is also yummy but not quite as pretty…