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Beyond the Fall Equinox At 10:43 a.m. on September 22 the light and dark of the day became equal as the northern hemisphere began its winter tilt away from the sun. And now we progress to winter. While fall is not fully arrived yet, the maple tree on Bay Street in Sag Harbor that is always the first tree to turn has turned. This time of year has been the occasion for feasting, thanksgiving and celebration from pagan times, and perhaps before, among many peoples and it is still celebrated by contemporary pagan groups The summer harvest is winding down. Working at the farmers markets in East Hampton and Sag Harbor this weekend (my second job), I saw the ending of the tomato harvest: the vegetable (fruit) that says summer. There are still potatoes, zucchini, watermelon and eggplant but the fall harvest is evident with the beginning of the squashes and apples. If you’re lucky, you grew some of the many wonderful squashes in your vegetable garden. If not, many are available locally. I have seen, in addition to the usual delicious varieties like acorn, delicata and butternut, some red kuri, spaghetti, banana, huge blue Hubbards and other intriguing varieties. These may look formidable but most can be used just like the more well known types: baked, pureed, sautéed and in baked goods etc. They all taste like squash but have their own specialness. And if you planted some cool season crops like spinach, lettuces, and radishes, you can enjoy them with the fall vegetables.

When I was a girl, my mother planted squash one appalled. This was one of only two things we were year that she called green crookneck. I have not seen excused from eating—Limburger cheese was the this type in the catalogues that I use. Her harvest other. At this time of year, mom also “murdered” all of was immense! She cooked that squash in every way imaginable. She baked it, steamed it, fried it. She the chickens that I had taken care of that summer. made soup, pies, purée, and cookies from it. We ate it Grandma would be in the kitchen when we woke up, all winter and it was not even a very tasty squash. But sitting at the table sharpening the knives, buckets of boiling water on the stove. my mother grew up during That signaled the day. As the Great Depression and good children of the plains, did not waste food. Hence, I we were required to help with delight in the very flavorful the process, the kids chasing squashes that are NOT those the headless chickens so they green crooknecks. did not escape in their death In the fall, my uncles, dance. At the end of the day, who all lived on farms, did they were all tucked snugly their butchering. If it was a into the freezer much to my steer, my mother and father dismay. The same fate befell would get part of it and into a duck that had become my the freezer it went. One day, very special pet. In spite of my uncle John came to the my pleading for his life, my door with a pig’s head... mother explained that ducks the whole head!! My mother were food and not pets. was joyous but the kids were Today’s children and their appalled and worried about parents surely take joy in who was going to eat what the bountiful products at and in what form. In my this harvest time. There are house, everyone was required apples and peaches for pies. to eat some of everything. The first pumpkins are at Mom put it into a huge pot the farm stands. Winter “is borrowed from grandma and Gardens are at work year-round a’ comin in.” Time to enjoy the boiled it for a very long time. Then she took all of the meat from the bones and harvests, celebrate the light, and enjoy the cool cooked carrots, celery, onions and various herbs weather. And, yes, I am a vegetarian these days. and spices in the broth. The broth cooked down Jeanelle Myers is a professional gardener and considerably and when she added the meat pieces to it, it became like aspic. This was formed into consultant, for gardening discussion you can call her loafs that she called headcheese. The kids were still at 631-434-5067. javcon/117Flickr

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