• 100-Mile Food,  Recipes

    Vegetarian Tempeh Chili

    This time of year usually has me starting to crave fresh salads and anything bbq’d. However, April has been unusually cold in this corner of Ontario, meaning soup (and chili) season is still in full force. Additionally, trips to the grocery store are anything but pleasant due to COVID-19. So more often than not, I’m digging through my pantry and freezer to rustle up a meal from what we already have on hand. Consequently, the origins of this recipe are found upon chilly Canadian temperatures and the COVID crisis. For those of you who have been following along with our 100-Mile Food Journey, this recipe includes one of our new…

  • 100-Mile Food,  Gardening

    A Harvest-Time Confession

    I do realize that it’s been over two months since I’ve posted anything. Meaning, in the course of our one-year journey towards local eating, almost a quarter of the year has been swallowed up in the black hole, mind-numbing abyss called harvest time. What started as an idealistic, Utopian induced “adventure” has quickly spiraled into a full-time job. Harvest time is not for the faint of heart. I spend most of my days blanching, freezing, peeling, dehydrating, slicing, canning, fermenting, and wistfully daydreaming of white snowy landscapes devoid of any form of work-inducing vegetation. It’s true. I’m pining for winter, my full pantry and the hours that I’ll be able to devote to…

  • 100-Mile Food

    Week One: The Feddema’s 100-Mile Local Food Journey

    We’re almost one week into our 100-Mile Food Journey and it’s been rather dull. Maybe my expectations were a little too high. I was expecting this week to be overwhelmingly pivotal: feelings would range from excitement to tearing my hair out in desperation. But in reality, not much has changed. It’s all been rather anti-climactic. Realistically, transitioning our food over to strictly local food does not happen overnight. The sad truth is that we have enough food stored up in our pantry to eat like non-locals for likely a month. The even sadder thing? If we hadn’t pledged to eat local food for the next year, I’d likely be standing…