In June I was in Olathe, Colorado, at Windrift Farms, eating my head off and playing with the nephews. Heaven. My folks produce some terrific food and sell locally with the exception of the whole pig, cut and wrapped, that my brother and I got for the holidays and took back to Texas.
Olathe’s a long drive up from Austin, even if you’re making the drive with someone with a very karaoke-friendly iPod, a shared fondness for Cheetos, and a sense of humor that is still funny on the thousandth mile. Luckily, the drive is worth it for more than just the excellent company. Here’s what awaits you at the end:
Grilled half chickens that my mom raised. They’ve been brined and given a good rub with a standard paprika/chile powder/cayenne mix, and taste like real food. (So often when we bite into chicken we taste nothing but the sqeak of our teeth.)
Asparagus fresh from the garden, roasted in a cast iron skillet on the stovetop so that it’s a bit charred on some spots and still snappy in the middle.
An herb salad with lettuce, dill, mint, basil, sage, parsley, cilantro, chives, and maybe marjoram. The herbs were given a rough chop and tossed with the lettuce. Dressing was the balsamic one in the butter post, made with a little extra sugar.
Rhubarb and strawberry crumble.
So I’ll admit that the strawberries weren’t raised on the farm, and neither was the balsamic vinegar or flour for the crumble or the coffee we ate it with or lots of other things.
That said, here is the list of locally-produced, fresh goodies that you could eat if you show up to the farm in early August:
the world’s best sweet corn
natural, no-antibiotic, no-hormone, confinement-free, happy pigs made into delicious chops and roasts and homemade smoked sausages and bacon.
homegrown tomatoes, including some cherry, some pear, some big ones for slicing, some romas for salsa, some italian plums for sauces, and some special ones for sun-drying.
All kinds of beans, squash, brocolli, cauliflower, zuchinni, cucumbers, peppers, peas, horseradish, onions, garlic, kohlrabi, savoy cabbage, and other things Mom and Dad can identify,
wine from the local winery
milk and good cheese from the local dairy
Wherever you are, it’s worth the trip.