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Friday, September 03, 2010

For All the Farmers Out There

September 03, 2010 5 Comments


If you follow this blog regularly, you know that Heather and I come from a long line of farmers. Burnley Farm has been mentioned here on multiple occasions. If you've ever had food straight from the ground, you know the quality is exceptional. We all grew up on home-grown squash, kale, corn, tomatoes, and more, and some of my best memories are of feeding the calves or checking on the cows with Gee-Gee around and walking around Bet's garden with her. Sadly, living in Nashville is not conducive to getting Bet's home-grown veggies anyway. That doesn't mean I can't support the local farmers around here though. Yup, that means farmer's markets!

I adore farmer's markets, but you probably could have already guessed that about me. More than that, I have recently discovered CSA's. CSA stands for Community Supported Agriculture. Basically you pre-buy food from a farm. I discovered a really good one at the Richland Park/East Nashville farmer's market from West Wind Farms. West Wind is Certified Organic and offers a really good meat CSA, which Mike and I bought. Therefore, in honor of my farming ancestors and to put my new CSA products to good use, I am posting a family recipe for fried chicken...because you can't go wrong with fried chicken :-).

Thursday, September 02, 2010

11 months and 30 days...

September 02, 2010 3 Comments
335 days ago {11 months} my little guy was born. I can't believe it. Time has flown by.

It wasn't that long ago that I was breastfeeding or feeding you mash they call baby food. Oh no. He wants to be grown up and big like his brother. He will not take baby food any longer. He wants what we eat. We had to switch to whole milk at 9 months old, because I was fighting with him to even get 16 oz of formula in him, but juice is a different story. Love his juice. He also loves his morning yogurt. So to whole milk we went, and he's getting anywhere from 16 to 24 oz a day now. He's tired of his bottle so the sippy cups have come out. He wants to brush his own teeth, so we let him. What a difference 11 months makes.

I had to ask my mom what to do with an alert newborn. You've always watched people and life.