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first set of farming photos

3 Feb

Just like my wellness odyssey, my creative project has taken on a life of its own.

This time of year is pretty barren in the fields. I connected with many local farmers and agricultural folks, and spent the last week visiting with the first people on my list. My goal is to help people reconnect with food through art. Yet, as I explored the austere landscapes of winter agriculture, I was inspired most by the textures and artificial geometry I saw around me. Here are a few of the images I’ve thus far created…

freshly-planted onion fields

a field of overwintered onion starts

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the only chicken curry recipe you’ll ever need

19 Jan
pakistani chicken curry

the most delicious chicken curry youll ever cook

Yes, you read the title correctly. This is the chicken curry recipe.

I went out to Dixie Chickens in Mesilla again on Friday, to help with the killing process and take some more photos. And of course I bought a chicken. According to Theresa, owner of Dixie Chickens, when eating a freshly killed chicken it should be refrigerated for no less than 24 hours and no more than 72 hours before cooking. So on Saturday night I was faced with the choice of what to cook with my chicken.

Fortunately, this was an easy decision to make.

As previously mentioned, I’ve been enjoying a 6-month love affair with Indian food and curries from all over the world, including: Thailand, Malaysia, the Caribbean, Vietnam, and my personal favorite, Pakistan. Pakistani curries are usually robust and earthy, tomato-based with a hearty structure and a complex palette of warming spices. I haven’t had a Pakistani curry yet that I didn’t like. And this recipe is my favorite among those. Continue reading

comfort food

17 Nov
green chile chicken soup

the best comfort on a cold day

Winter begins to gnash its icy teeth at our doors again. Though we enjoy 320+ days of sunshine per year here in southern NM, heavy grey clouds shroud the Organ Mountains on stormy winter days. A mournful wind hurries yellow leaves through quiet streets, and the crisp morning greets me with its steamy breath. And I, like many people this time of year, crave comfort food. Continue reading

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