On the last Saturday of September, the Daanen’s Delicatessen parking lot in Hayden, ID, fills with lederhosen-clad, stein-toting, nosh enthusiasts for Oktoberfest!
Traditionally Oktoberfest is a 16-day festival held in Munich, Germany during late September through early October. Six-million attendees make Munich’s Oktoberfest the world’s largest fair! The festivities are centered around eating large amounts of food such as Hendl, Schweinsbraten, Steckerlfisch, Würstel, Brezel, Reiberdatschi, Spätzle and Sauerkraut—in English that would be chicken, roast pork, grilled fish on a stick, sausages, pretzels, potato pancakes, small dumplings and red cabbage. And don’t forget the bier- beer! At Daanen’s celebration you will sample all of this traditional fare served with mugs upon pitchers upon kegs of Spaten Bier.
Once you've had your fill of kraut and polka, one can mosey inside for traditional deli fare like turkey, pastrami, and roast beef. You'll also find Italian dry-cured salami, authentic German bologna and Black Forest Ham. The unique cheese selection includes Roquefort, Bleu, d’Auvergne, Leyden, and double and triple cream Bries. And more imported beers on draft and by the bottle.
Happy Oktoberfest! Prost! Welcome to your weekend! -KB
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
In Search of the Great Pumpkin
I just learned a new Fall factoid- the first full moon after the autumnal equinox is called the Harvest Moon. The full moon was the day after the equinox this year, so to celebrate the harvest, we went on a pre-pumpkin picking expedition to Green Bluff. A scouting trip, if you will, to see which growers are sporting the best looking squash this season. As you can tell, I take my pumpkin carving very seriously.
For those of you who've never visited, Green Bluff is a small farming community just north of Spokane made up of 42 separate, unincorporated farms that grow just about everything USDA Hardiness Zone 5B will allow. At this time of year, tomatoes, lavender, apples, peaches, plums, nectarines, corn, carrots, pears, cabbage, potatoes, grapes, squash and late harvest raspberries are all in season. The Apple Festival and the corn mazes , complete with castle in the center, are also in full swing.
We made it back home with a bag of Mcintosh apples, my favorite apples of all time, and a sack of good looking gourds, purpose yet to be determined. I will be back to Green Bluff in a couple weeks to hunt for the perfect carving pumpkin and, of course, for pumpkin chucker, which is basically a giant potato gun that hurls plus-sized squash towards the horizon line. Then maybe some hot apple cider to keep me warm while I wait for The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.
Happy Fall Everyone! Welcome to your weekend! -KB
For those of you who've never visited, Green Bluff is a small farming community just north of Spokane made up of 42 separate, unincorporated farms that grow just about everything USDA Hardiness Zone 5B will allow. At this time of year, tomatoes, lavender, apples, peaches, plums, nectarines, corn, carrots, pears, cabbage, potatoes, grapes, squash and late harvest raspberries are all in season. The Apple Festival and the corn mazes , complete with castle in the center, are also in full swing.
We made it back home with a bag of Mcintosh apples, my favorite apples of all time, and a sack of good looking gourds, purpose yet to be determined. I will be back to Green Bluff in a couple weeks to hunt for the perfect carving pumpkin and, of course, for pumpkin chucker, which is basically a giant potato gun that hurls plus-sized squash towards the horizon line. Then maybe some hot apple cider to keep me warm while I wait for The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.
Happy Fall Everyone! Welcome to your weekend! -KB
Friday, September 10, 2010
Saving and Savoring the Flavors
Late summer is here and stone fruit and apples are here in abundance. I have crates upon crates of Ginger Gold and McIntosh apples and the “urban foraging” for hops and plums has been perfectly ripe for the picking.
But everything will be drying up soon, so may as well beat the season change to punch. I busted out the ol’ dehydrator at my parents house, and I do mean old... this thing predates me by at least a decade and still works perfectly. Along with making delicious, healthy snacks, the dehydrators are a cheap and aromatic way to heat one's home.
But everything will be drying up soon, so may as well beat the season change to punch. I busted out the ol’ dehydrator at my parents house, and I do mean old... this thing predates me by at least a decade and still works perfectly. Along with making delicious, healthy snacks, the dehydrators are a cheap and aromatic way to heat one's home.
Helpful dehydrator hints...
- The thinner you slice, the faster the drying process goes, so consistency is good.
- Thinner slices create dehydrator goodies that are closer to chips, while thicker slices give you a spongier product. Try both styles and see which you prefer.
- Store dried foods after they have cooled in jars or loosely packs air-tight bags.
- Rinse browning-prone fruit in cold water and lemon juice to keep you're dried goods lookin' true to color as possible.
Friday, September 3, 2010
The Main Salmon River
Idaho- as the license plate proudly boasts, a state famous for potatoes, but the 43rd state admitted into the union has a couple other things going for it besides its tubers. As we native Idahoans know, the Gem State has killer ski resorts, pristine wilderness, and a world-class river system. Our whitewater is so sought after that the Snake, Selway, Middle and Main Fork of the Salmon River require permits, while the St. Joe, Lochsa, Moyie, Clearwater Rivers are free for the unscheduled paddling.
So, when I was offered a free spot on a seven-day paddle of the Main Salmon, you can imagine I jumped at the opportunity. In the first week of August, five duckies (inflatable kayaks), one hardshell kayak, two catarafts, one paddleboat, a vintage bucket boat and twelve paddlers put in at Corn Creek and set out with almost 100 miles of river until the take out.
The Salmon River flows through the second deepest gorge on the continent, one fifth of a mile deeper than the Grand Canyon. Lewis and Clark / Corps of Discovery ventured down the Salmon River just after crossing the continental divide, christening it The River of No Return.
Renowned for its big water, the Salmon has hydraulics comparable to the Colorado. The rapids range from class III-IV during normal flows, but a couple hit class V when in flood. As a river rookie, it was news to me that each rapid is dubbed with a name, along with a classification. Names like Whiplash, Mallard, Elkhorn, Chittam, Vinegar and my personal favorite, Dried Meat, get thrown around at camp while reviewing the day's water to come and recounting epic saves and spills. For my part, there were more epic spills than saves.
But for all the river water I sucked, it was made up in delicious river fare made one of our camp-kitchen savvy meal teams. Each meal team was responsible for a breakfast, lunch, and dinner... and what more appropriate meal for my team to make but cedar planked salmon. I even soaked the planks in the Salmon River.
We averaged 12 miles a day, with frequent stops for rapid scouting, hot springs, and even a couple pictographs. On day three on the river, we stopped at Buckskin Bill's compound, which now has a museum and a general store that sells ice cream. It was the hottest day of the trip and both of the root beer floats I pounded were worth every penny of the $6 a piece.
Known as the last of the mountain men, Buckskin Bill built himself a defense tower against the U.S. Forest Service. At a time, the USFS was pushing to make the entire stretch along the Salmon into wilderness area. Buckskin Bill's sniper tower and museum is an ode to the quintessential Idahoan NRA member, daring the feds to pry his well-crafted, albeit homemade firearms from his cold, dead hands.
To the chagrin of the Forest Service, Buckskin Bill survived the rest of his days in the harsh environment of the Salmon River Canyon, raising his own food and crafting his own weapons and utensils until 1980.
Each evening, after the unpacking of kitchen and the groover (river toilet), everyone skattered to claim their piece of sandy beach. Some had tents, but I opted for the blue tarp and sleeping bag option. There was only two nights of lightening and torrential downpours. This was the trip of a lifetime and I can hardly wait to return to The River of No Return.
Welcome to your weekend! -KB
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So, when I was offered a free spot on a seven-day paddle of the Main Salmon, you can imagine I jumped at the opportunity. In the first week of August, five duckies (inflatable kayaks), one hardshell kayak, two catarafts, one paddleboat, a vintage bucket boat and twelve paddlers put in at Corn Creek and set out with almost 100 miles of river until the take out.
The Salmon River flows through the second deepest gorge on the continent, one fifth of a mile deeper than the Grand Canyon. Lewis and Clark / Corps of Discovery ventured down the Salmon River just after crossing the continental divide, christening it The River of No Return.
Renowned for its big water, the Salmon has hydraulics comparable to the Colorado. The rapids range from class III-IV during normal flows, but a couple hit class V when in flood. As a river rookie, it was news to me that each rapid is dubbed with a name, along with a classification. Names like Whiplash, Mallard, Elkhorn, Chittam, Vinegar and my personal favorite, Dried Meat, get thrown around at camp while reviewing the day's water to come and recounting epic saves and spills. For my part, there were more epic spills than saves.
But for all the river water I sucked, it was made up in delicious river fare made one of our camp-kitchen savvy meal teams. Each meal team was responsible for a breakfast, lunch, and dinner... and what more appropriate meal for my team to make but cedar planked salmon. I even soaked the planks in the Salmon River.
We averaged 12 miles a day, with frequent stops for rapid scouting, hot springs, and even a couple pictographs. On day three on the river, we stopped at Buckskin Bill's compound, which now has a museum and a general store that sells ice cream. It was the hottest day of the trip and both of the root beer floats I pounded were worth every penny of the $6 a piece.
Known as the last of the mountain men, Buckskin Bill built himself a defense tower against the U.S. Forest Service. At a time, the USFS was pushing to make the entire stretch along the Salmon into wilderness area. Buckskin Bill's sniper tower and museum is an ode to the quintessential Idahoan NRA member, daring the feds to pry his well-crafted, albeit homemade firearms from his cold, dead hands.
To the chagrin of the Forest Service, Buckskin Bill survived the rest of his days in the harsh environment of the Salmon River Canyon, raising his own food and crafting his own weapons and utensils until 1980.
Each evening, after the unpacking of kitchen and the groover (river toilet), everyone skattered to claim their piece of sandy beach. Some had tents, but I opted for the blue tarp and sleeping bag option. There was only two nights of lightening and torrential downpours. This was the trip of a lifetime and I can hardly wait to return to The River of No Return.
Welcome to your weekend! -KB
Make sure to check out our new Outlet Site! Find bulk grilling planks at deep discounts!
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