Even after a rough morning on the farm. I still managed to take a solo road trip to Shiner,Tx for the newest piglets to come to the farm. We have a great friend and partner of the farm in mike Ohlhausen of OhL farms in Shiner. He is our breeder of red wattles and does an excellent job of it. These nine will yield approximately 2000 lbs of pork for Houston area families. Farms have always been a staple of economic stimulus for the immediate surroundings. I buy fuel in Needville, feed in Needville, sell clean wholesome food in ft bend county and support other farms and farmers in the process. Your support of the Barry farm actually is broader reaching than just the smith family. It props up a community and a way of life that is worth preserving.
Yesterday afternoon a beautiful collision happened at the farm. When these events come together it transcends more than just good food. Which itself feels badly to even flirt with diminishing the food because it was truly wonderful. The food is the initial reason we gather but it never ends up the reason why we linger and chat.
The power of these events happen at an intersection and that intersection is where responsible businesses see their presence in their community as invaluable and the community agrees and responds in kind.
What you can’t see from a diners perspective is just what the process did for us The Farm as we planned and executed the meal. What was served was a combination of a years worth of work in raising animals, birthing lambs, caring for pigs and managing gardens and citrus. Then given over to chef Chris to interpret what we have labored for into stunning dishes that create a journey. I could see, knowing him so well, him on a plate. His culture, his likes, his stretching, his experiments, his respect for the farm and us farmers. The food is a perfect intersection.
For weeks before today we double our efforts into making the farm as user friendly and easy to navigate as possible. Extra mulch in the flower beds, straightening up the barn, mowing walkways through the pasture , trimming hedges the list goes on and on. It’s a labor of love really. As I work harder on the farm the bulk of the administration falls to renee. She is the architect of these events that responds to your emails goes to SPECS and stops at Arnes on delivery day. All this leads to a very insecure place. This farm is not just our place of employment or a place for entertainment, it is our home. We are inviting people into a very intimate place and exposing ourselves our methods and dreams for inspection.
And now the collision. All the labor, the insecurity, the animal husbandry and party cup shopping doesn’t matter one bit unless people care. Not just care but care enough to engage. And not just engage but to begin to see what’s beyond the plate. We know that it is easier to see beyond the plate when the farm is all around you and the chef is next to you. That’s when the lightbulb comes on. And for me it’s this. We can’t do this alone. If any piece is missing and we retreat to our own island it all goes to crap. Real food becomes a hobby farm. Real food gives way for Sunday afternoon convenience while watching football. Real food leaves a chefs craft and art without an audience. This doesn’t work with you. Come
Judge for yourself. We’ve dedicated our farm and ourselves to being transparent even when it uncomfortable and we are validated when you find it beautiful and worth while.
The cool weather has really aided in ripening of the citrus especially the satsumas.
Come on down to the farm and load up on a delicious sweet treat that the whole family will love. Never sprayed with chemicals. Email us at email@example.com for more details or to arrange for a time to come to the farm.
The kids and I began some seeding in the back pasture tonight. All 3 of us worked together while mommy was away at an HMI gathering. While we seeded I remembered that last fall during this time my father in law was here. I got very lucky when I married Renee that I was blessed with a mother and father in law that truly loves and care for me. They are very willing to mentor and nurture our marriage and my family is all the better for it. Last fall as we seeded fall pasture my father in law relayed 3 generations of advice when it comes to seeding technique and lore. He doesn’t know it but I soak that stuff up like a sponge. I can recall the entire afternoon of story instruction and theory. This year I got to encourage Seamus to learn what I had learned. I told him the stories the reasons and the hope that new seed can bring. We had completed most of the pasture when Layla came to join us. She wanted to take over the hand seeder and rather than jump in and tell her what to do I just waited to see what would happen. And to melt my butter the young man told her almost verbatim just what I had told him. This is the way farming and life is best lived with perspective and instruction given by mentors and young men who are open to mentorship. Now that’s enough before I miss my father in law any more. Happy farming