GROW FOOD slow foodHave your garden and eat it too. A practical guide to organic gardening in the sub-tropics with step-by-step instructions and delicious seasonal recipes. Come with me too on some of my travels in Australia, Europe, Asia and beyond.
Cauliflowers are fresh, plentiful and cheap at the moment – only $2.50 at our Farmer’s Market last Friday. There’s just one problem – you have to cook them the right way or they can be pretty uninspiring AND most children just turn their nose up at them. How I like them best is in Indian cooking – they lend themselves to being spiced up, and the French found a away by covering them in cheese sauce, but none of that was going to work with what I was making for my daughter’s birthday dinner – a Moroccan lamb tagine.
This simple dish was inspired by the latest trend in serving cauliflower blitzed to crumbs in a food processor, usually as a carbohydrate substitute, such as rice or quinoa, and often served raw – that wasn’t going to work for me, but it got me thinking. I liked the idea of it chopped really finely but I wanted to turn it into a cooked vegetable accompaniment to my lamb dish with couscous – and something the children MIGHT like.
Well, it worked. Everyone loved it and two out of three of the children asked for seconds – now I call that a winner. Most of the family didn’t even realise that it was cauliflower that they were eating and enjoying so much.
WHAT YOU WILL NEED
half cup flaked almonds
half cup chopped fresh parsley
1. Break the cauliflower up into pieces and blitz in a food processor until it resembles large breadcrumbs. Don’t continue past that point otherwise you will end up with a pulp – not what you want.
2. Heat up a wok and, without adding any oil, toss in the flaked almonds and stir around for one minute, or so, until they look toasted – be careful not to let them burn.
3. Remove the almonds and set aside – now add the blitzed cauliflower to the wok and stir around for one minute until the crumbed cauliflower softens a little and bits start to turn golden. IT’S COOKED. Now add the toasted almonds, chopped parsley, freshly ground pepper and salt and serve – that’s all you do.
A five minute dish that is cheap and healthy.
WHY IS CAULIFLOWER GOOD FOR YOU?
Cauliflower is an excellent source of Vitamin C – that’s why just lightly cooking it like this is a good idea – the Vitamin C is not destroyed. Boiling it is not such a good idea.
It is also high in Vitamin K, Vitamin A, B6, Iron, Calcium and other phytonutrients.
Like all vegetables it is good for your gut and is high in fibre and is a powerful antioxidant.
WHAT to plant and WHEN? Planting guide for the sub-tropics
There are some jobs in the garden that are just plain fun – like seed saving
NOTE: I have found that I have the most success by using local seed – something passed around from gardener to gardener – they tend to be better fruiting varieties and more resistant to pests and diseases.
I have had very little luck with seed produced by the large companies – they are just not meant for our part of the world – the sub-tropical east coast of Australia. Growing your own vegetables from seed is a great way to really get you in touch with your garden; it’s a fun activity for the whole family, doesn’t involve any heavy work, saves you money, helps to save valuable heritage varieties – and best of all – if you plant a few seed at a time, but on a regular basis (like lettuce) you will have salad greens when you want it and nothing goes to waste.
If you don’t have time to grow your own from seed then buy seedlings from a local supplier. I get mine from a grower at our local farmers market or our rural co-op. Those sold in large hardware stores are often grown out of your climactic zone and won’t be as successful those grown locally.
What’s for dinner?
TOP TIP: Understanding PLANT FAMILIES – who is related to whom – will benefit you and your garden. It helps you decide what to plant next to each other, solves crop rotation dilemmas, does companion planting for you and looks wonderful because a productive garden can’t help but be beautiful.
A- Annual P – Perennial
Amaranth A Beetroot A Broad beans A Brussels sprout A Broccoli A Carrot (Chantenay) A Cabbage A Cauliflower(Romanesque) A Celery (Chinese) A Ceylon spinach P Chard A Chinese greens – boo choy, pak choy, tatsoi A Coriander A slow bolting Cucumber A use local seed + plant late winter Kholrabi – eat fresh or cooked Garlic A – harvest late spring Horseradish P – divide in autumn Kale (Cavalo Nero) A/P Kangkung P – water spinach Leeks A Lemon Grass P – divide in autumn Lettuce A Onion Mustard Greens A Parsley A/P (flat leaf -Italian) Peas (Longpod, Honeysnap, Snow) A Potatoes (Kipfler, Desiree, Dutch Cream) A Purslane P Rhubarb P – ready to pick early spring Silverbeet A Sorrel A/P Spring onion A Tomatoes A – use local seed + plant late winter Warrigal Greens P Watercress A Wild rocket P Zucchini A – use local seed + plant late winter
Asian greens A – not after December Beetroot A Bush basil P Bush beans A Capsicum A Choko P Climbing beans A Corn A Cucumber A – not after December Dill A Eggplant (long, Asian) A Fennel A Italian basil A Leeks A – not after December Lettuce A – not after December Melons A Okra A Pumpkin A Radish A Snake beans A Spinach A – not after December Spring onion A Squash A Sweet potato P Tomato A -not after September Winged bean A Yacon P Yam bean/Jicama P Zucchini A – not after October
You don’t need a lot of land to grow your own food – you just have to start!
My Mullumbimby garden where I have over 50 perennial food plants scattered among the flowers and shrubs. The annuals I grow in raised beds and pots.
BOTANICAL NAME: Clerodendrum wallichii (used to be known as C. nitidum)
COMMON NAME: Bridal Veil
This is just the most gorgeous shrub that has been putting on this spectacular floral display for over a month now in my garden. It is not a plant you see very often but I think it should be more widely grown because it is just lovely.
WHERE DOES IT COME FROM? This is often a good clue on how to grow the plant so if you think what a plant from Bangladesh, Sri Lanka, Burma and Vietnam might need you will be at least half way there. Think warm, think tropics and think frost-free.
WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE? This is a shrub with glossy pointed leaves that becomes deciduous in late winter, flowering from January to May in the sub-tropics of Australia. It’s a small shrub that grows to about 2m and is best pruned after every flowering to encourage new growth. Flowers are borne in flowing panicles of white sprays that have persistent reddish sepals – hence the common name Bridal Veil
TOP TIP: Because it loses its leaves in late winter, it creates an opportunistic gap in the garden that can be filled with spring flowering bulbs. I have white November lilies planted all around mine that pop up in spring and get supported on the frame of the Clerodendrum while they are flowering.
WHAT DOES IT NEED? A protected, sunny position in a rich, free-draining soil. As with most plants from the tropics, it needs a nice, rich, free draining soil with a covering of mulch. I have had the best display of flowers this year and all I can put that down to is an exceptionally warm summer followed by a wet and warm autumn (it’s May and still 26oC today)
HOW DO YOU PROPAGATE IT? Semi-hardwood cuttings in autumn seems to be the perceived wisdom. They can also be grown from seed – this shrub sets a red, berry like fruit.
DOES IT HAVE ANY OTHER FAMILY MEMBERS? Yes, about 300 from climbers and shrubs to tree-like species. If you have ever travelled to Asia you may be familiar with this stunning specimen of Clerodendrum – the Pagoda Flower. I took this photo in Bali in 1989, obviously taken with the beauty of these shrub even then. You may also be familiar with the climber, Bleeding Heart Clerodendrum splendens with lovely red and white flowers.
NOTE: This plant is in the Lamiaceae family – one that contains the word wide family of mint plants, and many other species in this family have aromatic leaves – just like the common mint; C. bungei apparently smells like burning rubber! and C.trichotomum – peanut butter. Scratch and sniff in the garden?
You may have to hunt the Clerodendrums down but, believe me, its worth it.
Our recent trip out to Stanthorpe, three hours north-west from where we live, took us into the heart of a cool climate wine and orchard growing area – and, at this time of year, laden apple and pear trees that are dripping with ripe fruit. In fact, right now our local Mullumbimby Farmers Market is full of this luscious autumn harvest where I picked up a load of baby pears for baking, some delicious eating and cooking apples and a bag of freshly picked pecans – then I thought of this cake.
With a busy family, I am often wearing my grandma hat to my seven little darlings and picking them after school, which means the first thing they are going to ask me when they walk in the door is “what is there to eat”. A vegemite sandwich is good, but homemade cake puts a real smile on their little faces. This cake may seem a little strange (coconut??), but go with me – it’s really good. I’ve made it a few times now and refined the recipe so its easy to make and doesn’t involve three processes and as many bowls – not the kind of recipe for me! It was also an opportunity to get out my favourite teapot.
Recipe Italian Spiced Apple and Nut Cake
2 cooking apples, peeled and cut into small chunks and tossed in a bowl with juice of half a lemon
1/2 cup sultanas
1 cup pecans or walnuts
1 tbs brown sugar
1/2 cup shredded coconut
1 1/2 cups plain wholemeal flour
1 tsp baking powder
1tsp grated nutmeg
150 g best butter
3/4 cup brown sugar
2 tbs amaretto liqueur (or substitute with 1tsp vanilla or almond essence)
Icing sugar for dusting
Set oven to 180oC
Grease 23cm (9″) round cake tin and line with non-stick baking paper (what did we do without this stuff?)
Peel and cut apples into small chunks. Add to lemon juice and set aside in LARGE mixing bowl.
Add sultanas to the apple mix.
Toast pecans in oven for 5 minutes. At the last minute, add the coconut and toast with the pecans FOR ONE MINUTE ONLY – otherwise it will burn.
Tip pecans, coconut and 1 tbs of brown sugar into mortar and pestle and lightly crush. The smell, at this stage, is divine!
Add to the apple mixture and stir well and set aside
In a food processor, cream together the butter and 1 cup brown sugar until light fluffy.
Add eggs, one at time and process until creamy
Add flour, baking powder, cinnamon and nutmeg and process until thoroughly combined
Tip this mixture into bowl with apple mix. Add Amaretto and fold all together. Add pinch of salt.
Turn the mixture into prepared cake tin.
Bake in centre of oven on 180oC for about 45 minutes or until cake is firm to touch and skewer comes out clean.
Sprinkle with icing sugar when cooled
Serve with thick yoghurt or whipped cream
NOTE: I recently read an interesting memoir by Italian/Aussie, Zoe Boccabella, called Mezza Italiana whose grandfather migrated to Australia as a 14 year old and became an apple orchardist in Stanthorpe Well worth a read – has family recipes in it too and this cake was evocative of her story.
There’s a lot to be said for discovering your own back yard, hopping in the car and taking the road less travelled and one that avoids going anywhere near an airport. That’s exactly what we did for two weeks over Easter – we tossed a few things in the back of the car and took the back roads and byways from our home in northern NSW, heading south to Canberra where our choir was performing at the National Folk Festival.In two weeks we travelled over 3,000 km and, I have to say, it was absolutely wonderful – stimulating, easy and relaxing. I came back feeling as though I had been away for two months, not two weeks, which is always a sign of trip worth taking.
I had booked farm stays en route, and I am happy to report that Australia has moved into the 21st century – finally. All the accommodation we stayed in was comfortable, clean and charming with everything I wanted – real coffee, local maps, dishwasher, chopped wood, stocked pantry (with olive oil), good bathrooms, classy linen and COMFORTABLE PILLOWS – I didn’t need to use my own from home once. Oh, and that’s before I have mentioned the stunning locations, heavenly views and peace and quiet.
FIRST STOP – Wollombi, New England
We drove south through Ballina to the the big river country with timber houses on stilts surrounded by swaying paddocks of emerald green sugar cane to Ulmarra which has to have one of the most well stocked book shops in the country – I could barely see the owner sitting behind her cash register. Who said print was dying? Ulmarra also has a fabulous converted pub on the banks of the mighty Clarence River that has been turned into a classy eatery, and I can’t think of a better place to have a break, read a book and eat a plate of scones with a cup of tea.
On to Grafton, then headed west on the Waterfall Way to Armidale – our destination a beef stud of Angus and Charolais cattle with a stay for a couple of days in the old farmhouse. I knew that this trip was going to turn out well when young Lucy – seventh generation of farmers on this land, turned up with a loaf of freshly baked bread to greet us. Engaged to be married, she has taken on the farm-stay as her project and, if she does everything else in her life with such passion and attention to detail, she will make a success of whatever she turns her hand to. Now in my seventh decade I know that I probably should have married a farmer! I love cows and being on a farm – which is a long way from the East End of London, where I was born. Is there still time, I wonder? Lucy had created a lovely cottage garden around the house full of late flowering roses and dahlias and, lucky us, a vegetable garden, and I was able to out and pick fresh zucchini, basil and tomatoes for our dinner.
I just went out walking – early morning, twilight – didn’t matter – I was happy – trying to identify the trees, grasses and late summer flowering wildflowers – like these Paper Daisies, Xerochrysum bracteatum , noticing the health of the trees and pastures and appreciating the effort and love that the custodians of this land had put in over the past 160 years. Not every farm is like this. The New England tablelands are incredibly lush and beautiful and I urge you to get out there and take it in. It’s a particular treat at this time of years when all the exotic trees are in their autumn glory; golden poplars, scarlet claret ash, fiery liquid ambers ……………………….
This undulating land had 4 km of trout river and me mate was itching to get a rod twitching – next time maybe, for we will be back. The air was crystal clear in all shades of blue to purple – all you could hear were the birds calling and the odd moo.
Soundtrack to our stay: I like to play music while I am cooking dinner and yipee, I found an ancient, dusty ghetto blaster with a basket of cassette tapes that mostly worked – remember those? Me mate was happy – what was on offer was Dire Straits ‘Sultans of Swing’ and the best of the Eagles and some homemade tapes that were an eclectic mix of Aussie rock, English punk and Dean Martin! On the road it was Vivaldi and Van Morrison.
Australia has over 500 National Parks and I have a long held desire to visit them all – this is
my ‘bucket list’ if you like, and I purposely booked our accommodation for this trip close to a National Park so that I could begin to tick off some I have never been to before. We started with New England National Park, but it could have been one of about 30 that we have in our region within a few hours drive of where I live in Mullumbimby.
A quick sketch of some of the National Parks of our region.
New England NP – all 673 square kilometres of it, is high up on the Great Dividing Range that runs like a backbone down the east coast of Australia, so every walk takes you up where the birds soar on down into valleys with rushing streams and cascading waterfalls – it’s magic.
New England National Park – why you should go
Welcome to country: This magnificent wilderness was once home to the Djungutti, Anaiwan and Gumbaynggirr Peoples. The Aboriginal name for Point Lookout Berngutta roughly translates as ‘prohibited area’ by virtue of its sacred character. It is home to the legend of the giant wombat that was feared by all and able to cause the earth to tremble and winds to sweep down the valleys. I acknowledge and honour the elders of this land and past custodians which was their country for more than 60,000 years.
The views: At 1560 metres above sea level there are many walks that take you to vantage points that look out over the Bellinger Valley and Dorrigo Rainforest and you can see for miles and miles. Start with Point Lookout – an easy stroll from the carpark which you can turn into a day walk if you have the time.
View from Point Lookout – watch out for the giant wombat
The country: This is a World Heritage Wilderness area with an ancient volcanic history – the last, about 18 million years ago. Its weathered basalt lava flows form an undulating landscape with precipitous cliffs and plateau edges that plunge into valleys of 500 million year old sedimentary rock that have been carved into densely forested peaks and ridges. Eagles Nest Track 2.5km takes in some of these features with lookouts and soaring rock faces.
The vegetation: Step back into a time when this wilderness area was part of Gondwana, the mighty southern land when Australia formed one land mass with Antarctica, parts of Asia, Africa and South America, and the ancient Antarctic Beech forests in this Park are a living reminder of its past geological history. Take the Cascade Walk(5.7km) to experience this ancient remnant forest with cascading waterfalls and amazing scenic views The Park contains a rich flora of over 1,000 species of plants in an interesting variety of plant communities – from cool temperate rainforest to more subtropical vegetation and mallee, swamp and heathland that put on a spectacular display in the springtime.
The paths are clearly marked with great information signs and maps and we did two circular walks from the car park of a couple of kilometres each. This is a Park where the rocks drip, the moss glows in the dark and lichen hangs in the trees like an old man’s beard.
Looking east over New England and Dorrigo National Parks towards the Pacific coast.
Perched high up where the eagles circle, we couldn’t see one building or any signs of human habitation, just undulating hills and treetops – it was like a green velvet cloak had been thrown over the land, and then something very special happened. We were walking through a mossy covered ridge line when I suddenly heard all the birds of the forest, one after the other calling, and I realised I was listening to a lyrebird mimicking its feathered forest friends. The naturalist David Attenborough has said that of all the creatures he has encountered in his long years of exploration, he considers the lyrebird to be one of the most remarkable. And then we saw it, and I stood transfixed as this male scurried about the forest floor, displaying his extensive vocal repertoire and fluffing up his magnificent tail feathers – his calling card to attract the female of the species. In all my years of walking in the bush I have often heard lyrebirds but never sen one before. I managed to capture some video footage – not fantastic quality for I was trying to stay hidden, but thrilling nevertheless.
TOP TIP: On the Point Lookout Road that goes into New England N.P., is the Dutton Trout Farm where we bought a really delicious pack of smoked trout fillets that had been seasoned with native bush pepper. You can take tours there but its also nice just to have a wander around.
Ahh, the romance of the grape. The end of day one of our cycling trip out of Bordeaux found us in the delightful old village of St Macaire which is steeped in the history of winemaking with cellars and wine stores on every corner. As we were wheeling our bikes up the cobbled street, in search of our hotel, we even encountered a bloke rolling a barrel of wine down the road – a first for me.
Our stopping place for the night was the charming Hotel Les Feuilles d’Acanthese (Leaves of the Acanthes) a restored 16th century wine cellar with pool and spa in the basement and very good restaurant. However, being Sunday, there was not much open when we arrived so we had a late lunch in the local Pizzeria that had lots of local dishes on the menu, including one of my favourites Gesier Salad – duck gizzard salad. (The first time I had this I had absolutely no idea what I was eating – I just knew it tasted damn good). And when I saw the spa, back at the hotel, I knew that things were really looking up and where I was going to spend the rest of the afternoon.
Dinner that night in the hotel restaurant did prove to be a treat and this is what I had; mille feuille de tomatoes – a flaky pastry tart with tomatoes, goats cheese and parmesan, followed by the chap on the left with his local sturgeon, lentils and baby carrots, then a delicious salted caramel tiramisu, all washed down with a crisp bottle of rose – yum.
Our comfortable room was part of the converted stone wine cellar with walls two feet thick, blocking out all noise. So, with all that pedalling, soaking, eating and drinking under my belt, I slept like a baby ready for the next day on the bike through the famous Graves and Sauterne vineyards.
The start of Day 2 proved to be a real challenge for we quickly realised that the route was not on the quiet bike tracks we were used to from previous cycling tours ; but instead found ourselves negotiating busy roads and motorways. We tried to be smart, taking various ‘shortcuts’ and detours. but ended up in a real pickle on the wrong side of a crash barrier with trucks and cars hurtling by. A traveller on foot, with an Eastern Rosella on his shoulder, came to our rescue and helped us negotiate the labyrinth of very dangerous roads and then kindly helped us lift our bikes over the barrier to safety. He was very surprised that I knew what his bird was and, in my halting French, explained that we too came from Australia and flocks of them were regular visitors to our garden. With a broad smile, exchange of pleasantries and a handshake we parted company. That’s one of the nicest things about these cycle trips – you never know what delightful chance encounters you may have.
The day improved as we travelled into the countryside of Premier Crux Sauterne with many chateaux dotted on the hillsides, charming villages and old churches, stopping for a while by the ruined castle of Budos (1306) amid the grape vines with the clouds gathering and crows soaring. Our route had become decidedly more rural and we had a few hours of stress free cycling through verdant vineyards with the late summer harvest ripening on the vine.
There was not much going on anywhere, but as we rode into the village car-park in Budos we were surprised to see a large group of pensioners, in a picnic shed, having a cook-up and drinking Ricard at ten o’clock in the morning. They started to wave their arms about and remonstrate with us about something we didn’t understand until we realised that we had cycled over their especially prepared gravel boule court – all marked out and ready to go! Quelle horreur.
On we cycled, through the villages of Sauterne, past its chateau and the imposing Chateau Yquem, Chateau Clos Haut Peyraguey, Chateau de Villandraut and Chateau Rayne Vignau – all normally open for wine tasting but closed on a Monday.
Nothing here would tell you that mind boggling wealth lurks amid the picturesque vine-laden slopes and hollows. The unprepossessing village of Sauternes has a wine shop where bottles of the celebrated Chateau d’Yquem 1990 gather dust on rickety shelves, next to hand written price tags demanding 500 euros for one bottle.
We were now coming out of farmland and into the forests of Landes de Gascogne, heading for our guesthouse in the village of Origne. This Regional Natural Park stretches from here to the coast and is another good reason for visiting Bordeaux and the Gironde – it’s very green and you can get away from it all in acres and acres of forest.
This forest covers over 10,000 square kilometres and is, what is known as Atlantic mixed forest – which is mostly maritime pine with oak, alder, beech and holly. Until the nineteenth century this was a vast swampy area and when struggling agriculture was abandoned and a massive reforestation programme was undertaken, draining the swamp and planting thousands of trees.
We were going to have a real contrast tonight after St Macaire, staying in a small guesthouse, La Maison Rose, with our hosts cooking dinner for us – we weren’t really sure what to expect but the ominous storm clouds made us hurry on to seek shelter and find out.
The Town Hall in the centre of sleepy Origne
I was expecting rustic sleepiness at La Maison Rose, but what we got was a very chic converted old house and our hosts Corinne and Gerard de Rochefort, of similar age to us, having made a tree/sea change from Paris with accompanying chic decor and comfort. Bonus, the place also has a swimming pool.
Blue hydrangeas were the theme in our room and, initially, I was a little disconcerted by all the guest signs dotted around our very comfortable suite. – an extra 20c for milk in my tea and slices of lemon indeed. It seemed that our stay was to be governed by a lot of rules and regulations and I was beginning to feel slightly uncomfortable – (would I remember to put a coaster under my water glass on the bedside table?). All this fell away when we appeared for dinner and met our hosts, and told by them that we were to take dinner en famille – with them in their gorgeous dining room, and started to swap mutual grandchildren stories with accompanying photos (what would we do without smart phones?). Lovely simple, home cooked dinner of jambon with melon and feta, lamb cutlets with rosemary and a platter of cheese with fresh peaches – perfect.
The dining room at Maison Rose laid for breakfast.
Early to bed, for tomorrow the adventure continues!