Salad

young artichoke and pea shoot salad

March 21, 2016 By Danielle 14 Comments

the breeze barely murmurs but the feeling is all-consuming. a hint of green budding fat on the ends of trees, and the sun finds them now with longer arms. not all days occupy equal simplicity, but to utter the words ‘now it is spring’ seems to ease any residual tension that coincides with life. the birds collect in the ceiling of the garden department and sing poetic sermons. a warm evening spent shoveling in the light of the rising moon uncovers deeply rooted earthworms, cycling through the soil with repetition and grace. the surrounding signs are abundant. the determination for what exists beneath to emerge is evident. we stir from our snowy blanket one morning and find we are surrounded by perseverance.

…

watercress salad with radicchio and arugula

March 7, 2016 By Danielle 4 Comments

the quiet of a moody dusk, and then the wind is a howling force searing the indigo night air. the moments that lead up to the spring here are always highly unpredictable, oscillating wildly just until the day is upon us. sometimes early, sometimes late, and sometimes the winter flatly turns into summer. so believe me with all fever and emotion attached that my bliss is the feeling of spring upon us. it is a density in the air, a departure from the dry and static. a humidity that livens my step. rain instead of snow. and even if we are a product of climate pattern, we are taking the moment to slowly revel in a foreseeable future.

…

dark rye bread & beets

February 9, 2016 By Danielle 10 Comments

i am curious to the fate of days: the short distance that beckons time with a second hand, as well the energy of a further future. this past week has been but a whir in the dimension of a lifetime. a week where each minute has lapsed so slowly into the next, the sordid kind of stop-motion animation you feel when sleep is but a dream. the wind buckles you in your footstep if you don’t brace your bones. fifty miles an hour is a good day, in season. but there is a pregnancy to the air in our recent mornings, the slights of humidity and moisture as though the atmosphere is ready to shift. a general consensus that spring will come early this year.

…

butterhead salad with roasted grapefruit citronette

January 31, 2016 By Danielle 4 Comments

on a given winter morning i am apt to embrace the bleakness for what it’s worth. the cold air is clear and direct. there is a certain decisiveness to everybody’s actions. the words that are spoken are intentional and contain the gravity of the humbling weather that surrounds us. the trees are brittle, the rivers cracked. our hearts are heavy, laden with thick soups and layers of clothing. even the hills appear rigid, as if poured concrete. but together we know that death is necessary for life to return again. and so, for what it’s worth, i reconcile love with the winter.

…

warm spinach salad with roasted sunchoke and olive

November 1, 2015 By Danielle 18 Comments

the sunday sprawl of sun kissed our bones neatly for what almost seemed like the last ‘nice’ day on earth. i spent the seventy degree november weather digging deep into the garden just to see what i could find and facilitate. my fingers brushed many worms, an instant coaxing to the soul. beyond cultivating vegetables we spend much time cultivating the dirt they project their roots into. when one flourishes the other thrives, and this relationship is definitive. happiness hinged on dirt. season’s punctuation hinged on the last warm sun of the year.

…