The New Way to CSA: A Look Back
Nowadays, we tuck shareholder-customized shares—packing lists generated for us by computer—into cabbage boxes and neatly stack them in air-conditioned delivery vans. We offer our thanks
The Soil & the Stars & the Spring Equinox
We are looking forward to the spring equinox on Saturday, when the earth tilts enough for the sun to be coming our way again. With
Time for Lambing, Chicks & Turkey Eggs
February went out like a lion and March came in like a lamb—not the normal way of saying this analogy, and we don’t yet know
Workplace CSA Programs
Bring the Farm to Your Workplace As a local foods eater, you ‘get it’—the amazing flavors of the food, the convenience of selecting the foods
How to Cook Grass-Fed, Grass-Finished Beef
We talk about Elmwood Stock Farm’s beef as “organic, grass-fed, grass-finished, dry-aged, USDA Choice grade, Angus-Wagyu beef.” This is a mouthful, and every detail is
Frozen: The Farm Edition
Last week’s ice storm enveloped every nook and cranny of everything outdoors on Elmwood Stock Farm, encasing us in a coating of ice. In terms
Packaging’s Next Best Life
Thanks to many of you in the Elmwood Stock Farm community who offered feedback about our packaging update! As promised, here’s a follow up with
A Love Letter to the Southern Sustainable Agriculture Working Group
We are who others help us to be. Most of the farming we do was learned from somebody else. We just put our little spin
Packaging Update: A Plastic Lament
Long before your kale, eggs or chicken breast makes it to your front door, someone at Elmwood Stock Farm was plotting its course. From seed
Get Onboard for the CSA Farm Share
The chuckwagon is loading up for the trek through the next growing season out on the banks of the Elkhorn Creek. Now’s the time to
Beef As Beef Was Meant To Be
With many of us spending more time in the kitchen than ever before, there are also more questions about how this food came to be.
Home-Team Advantage
My dad was not enamored with the grandiose consolidated high school that sprang up in a cornfield at the transect of three or four towns