My Garden State: Jersey Fresh

Other than a few herbs tucked into containers I don’t grow food.  Many of my gardening peers probably consider me a vegetable gardening heretic.  I  lament that the small family farms and roadside vegetable stands of my childhood have given way to subdivisions filled with houses too big for their lots and way too many people in too small a land mass.  Growing up in a suburban New Jersey town, I could play (read steal apples) in the orchard up the street which is now a swanky private golf course or walk a half a mile or so to a small sheep farm.  My mother had milk delivered from a dairy farm across town that actually had cows–and the requisite summer produce stand.

My father, a great cook, made gazpacho from fresh produce and my mother would often send us on a walk to the local farm stand to buy tomatoes, corn and cucumbers for summer dinners.  In August,  the entire family pitched in to help my grandmother peel bushels of local peaches for preserves.  My father and brother had a backyard vegetable patch known around the neighborhood for its enormous yet tasteless zucchinis.  They chose the best spot in our yard.  In my opinion, even then,  their unruly mess of  tomato supports, zucchini vines and peppers (this was not a romantic potager) spoiled the view from the house to the pond and the woods and stone walls beyond it.

For a short while in the early 90s, local, fresh vegetables were impossible to find.  Forget about organic, it just didn’t exist.  Then a small miracle happened–Jersey Fresh and Jersey Grown programs took off and weekly farmer’s markets began to pop up in parking lots and railroad stations in towns and urban neighborhoods all over the state.

Cherry Grove Organic Farm, Sunday Market in Summit

Cherry Grove Organic Farm, Sunday Market in Summit

Now, on Thursday evenings, Saturday and Sunday mornings I head out to the local markets–some within walking distance and none further than 3-4 miles from my house–to buy produce from  New Jersey’s small family farms.

All the makings of a summer salad

All the makings of a summer salad

The organic produce, honey, cut flowers and even fresh roasted coffee and artisanal cheeses make their way to my kitchen and the summer feast ensues.  I’d rather grow flowers on my small plot of rented land and support the remaining farmers in my garden state.

Sunflowers at a local market

Sunflowers at a local market

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Professional landscape designer, lover of the land and all things design.
LABELS: farmland preservation, neighborhoods, New Jersey

5 Responses to My Garden State: Jersey Fresh

  1. Stephanie Martin says:

    Here, here to all of us vegetable gardening heretics! I love fresh produce but do not grow it myself. I support my friends who do by taking the excess off their hands. In addition, I support my local produce stands and farmer’s markets.

  2. JOdi says:

    I live in NJ too. And although I am growing some of my own, not enough to match the local farmer’s market. I look forward to this every week. And the great thing is that if I don’t make my town one day, the next town over is offering one the very next day! It’s great! I love Jersey fresh veggies!

  3. Susan aka Miss. R says:

    Jodi–Thanks for visiting Miss R! I got beautiful corn for dinner at the market a town over today. Yum! New Jersey is fresh!

  4. rochelle says:

    I love that the internet has helped me find so many kindred spirits!!!

  5. Susan aka Miss. R says:

    Back at you!

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