Securing the future while seeking those who will curate it…
Lincoln Geiger is a sinuous, weathered man whose lanky frame carries no extra meat. He strides with the walk of a man whose legs are two-thirds of his body and cover a lot of ground, with a bit of a gimp.
He spoke last Saturday at Trauger Groh’s funeral; eloquently reading a fitting passage from Rudolf Steiner.
When I shall die, I’ll gladly give my being to the elements
To the elements I love
Spirit to flame
Soul to ether
Heart to wave
My body to the earth
The Spirit will blaze
The Soul shall Expand
The wave of my heart shall murmur and sound
The body shall rest
This Saturday, he graciously welcomed over a hundred people to a farm-to-table fundraising event to buy the farm he, Trauger, and Anthony Graham started in 1986. The Temple-Wilton Community Farm at Four Corners is the first CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) in America. An odd lot those three; Trauger was German, Anthony is from the UK and Lincoln grew up in Sweden. How they came to be in Wilton New Hampshire is a lovely bit of (to quote Dylan) a simple twist of fate.
The tickets to the dinner included a tour of the farm. I knew bits and pieces of its history from my association with Trauger and the relationship I had built with the resident cheese maker when I managed the oil & vinegar store.
I arrived to find a small group milling around. Lincoln gave a brief tour of the farm and a history of biodynamic farming.
Appropriate footwear here people! Did you not know you were visiting a cow barn at milking time??
Farmer Andrew is from Oregon; always a farm boy he is now seeing a different view of the mountain that farming in New England entails. He enthusiastically explained herd dynamics and the personalities of his beloved ladies. I always wondered why cows aren’t blanketed like horses in the dead of winter. He was pleased to talk ruminates vs. horses.
These lovely ladies were selling raffle ticket for a veggie basket, a meat basket, or a cheese basket. I signed right up for some of Benjamin’s Cheese! Didn’t win, but it was for a good cause. Benjamin the cheese maker (pronounced ben ya min) is another tall gangly man. Though many years younger than Lincoln, his gait and manner are very similar. He moved to Wilton from the Black Forest region of Germany and is a puppeteer in his spare time. To find him at the farmer’s market on a slow day is a guarantee of a quick marionette performance.
A long line of tables were set in the field with a 360° view of the mountains. Over 100 people gathered to feast and celebrate.
The Menu
Passed Appetizers
Grilled Zucchini, grilled tomato harissa with cow’s milk Feta
Chicken Liver Mousse on pumpernickel with leek chutney
Salted Cod & Potato terrine and hot pepper relish on toast
Smoked Grass Fed Beef Tongue with a kohlrabi kimchi
Dinner
Gage Field – Beets, Quark cheese, Dill fermented chilis & cucumber
Lower Pasture – Pork Loin & Coppade Testa, zucchini mostada, sweet & spicy pickles with a wedge of Savage Road cheese
Hidden Meadow – Charred & Chilled Carrot Soup with carrot green yogurt and Orchard Hill porcini crouton
Greenhouse Field – Poached Chicken & Boudin Blanc, with smoked tomato on a leek & sourdough puree
Upper Pasture – Melon & Rind with basil and pineapple weed ver jus
Randy’s Field – Carrot Cake with fennel creameux, hickory nut & carrot halwa
The dinner and service were amazing, with the proceeds going for the purchase of the farm. All the food was local and organic. The gods were pleased as the sunset was spectacular.
N.B. Thanks to Laura and Steve who had the forethought to take photos of the food while I was too busy eating!
Wow! How cool is that? Can you set them up on Go Fund Me? Not sure I understand the whole “buying the farm ” thing…didn’t Traugar own it?
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He owned his farm but this is the joint farm they had been leasing for years. Money is now in the bank and the papers should be signed this week. I wish he could have been here to see it all come to fruition but I know he is smiling down on us all from somewhere.
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Ohhhh….!! And I am so sick of chocolate orange cake and butter cream roses the mere look of proper food fills my heart afresh!!! What a wonderful moment. We tend to think the Yanks are all burgers and chips -sorry fries- good to see and get ideas!
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I have to say I balked at the cow’s tongue at first Cheryl but it was all so delicious. Amazing to have fed that many people with such fascinating dishes. Thank you!!
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We must have been gross children we loved pulling the outer skin off the cooked above mentioned delicacy…
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It was an amazing event. I’m so happy their goal was met and the farm will be secured for generations to come! I was lucky enough to tour the farm 2 years ago (I wore boots! You don’t think flip flops are appropriate farm shoes?) Your welcome for the food shots, I completely spaced photographing the melon & rind. I love the words Lincoln spoke at Trauger’s funeral.
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Thank you Laura. Your shots were so much better than mine!!
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It looks perfect with farm perfect elegance. (not to mention yummy). Who could ask for a better dining room?
(HA HA laughted at the shoe comment. We didn’t have sandals as kids. The cows, you know. We did go barefoot around the homestead…got used to sticker burrs and hot cattle guards when we walked to the country “store” for sodas)
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The dining room was inspiring! Thanks Phil. Really, sandals in a cow barn? I was dumbstruck!!
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moved population to the big cities to reap the benefits but left common sense behind HA HA
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It sounds like a wonderful day and I’m glad the goal was achieved.
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Thank you Marie. It was a real slice of America for me.
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Nice, and the farm seems amazing!
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Thank you oilyfarmgirl. It was magical!
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