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The Best Fast Food You’ve Ever Had

By Abby Quillen

Here’s my article about Portland’s food cart revolution, from the current issue of YES! Magazine. We’ve had a week straight of ice-cold fog, and these photos, taken last July, are making me delirious with summer longing (not to mention hungry).

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Portland’s Food Truck Heaven: How a New Kind of Fast Food Brings Jobs, Flavor, and Walkability

Immigrants and other restaurant workers get a way to rise in local economies. Communities get the best fast food they’ve ever had.

by Abby Quillen

At noon on a sunny day in Portland, Ore., in what not long ago was a vacant lot, customers roam past brightly painted food carts perusing menus for vegan barbeque, Southern food, Korean-Mexican fusion, and freshly squeezed juice.

The smell of fried food and the tent-covered seating bring to mind a carnival, but a number of Portland’s food carts take a healthy approach to street food. The Big Egg, for instance, serves sandwiches and wraps made with organic farm-fresh eggs, balsamic caramelized onions, and arugula. Their to-go containers are compostable, and next to the order window is a list of local farms where they source their ingredients.

“We don’t have a can opener. We make everything ourselves, so it’s very time-consuming. And that’s the way we want it,” says Gail Buchanan, who runs The Big Egg with her partner, Emily D. Morehead.

The Big Egg usually sells out, says Buchanan as she hands a customer the last sandwich of the day, one made with savory portobello mushrooms. And on weekends, customers form a line down the block, willing to wait up to 45 minutes for their food.

Buchanan and Morehead dreamed of opening a restaurant for years. They had food service experience, saved money, and spent their free time developing menu items. “Then 2008 happened,” says Buchanan. Difficulty getting business loans after the recession convinced them to downsize their dream to a custom-designed food cart. When a developer announced he was opening a new food cart lot, Buchanan and Morehead jumped in.

Portland’s permissive land-use regulations allow vendors to open on private lots—food cart “pods”—like the one that hosts The Big Egg. Local newspaper Willamette Week estimates there are about 440 food carts in the metro area.

The food cart scene has taken off in Portland in a way it hasn’t in other cities—transforming vacant lots into community spaces and making neighborhoods more pedestrian-friendly and livable.

Recent features in Sunset, Bon Appétit, Saveur, and on the Food Network have pointed to Portland’s food cart pods as tourist destinations. There are even food cart walking tours.

Despite their success, Buchanan and Morehead have found that running a food cart isn’t easy money. They both work 70 hours a week, most of it prepping menu items—their fire-roasted poblano salsa alone takes three hours to prepare. But they’re grateful for the experience. They plan on opening a restaurant soon, like a growing number of he city’s most popular vendors.

Many of those vendors are first-generation immigrants who’ve found a way to make a living by sharing food traditions.

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A few blocks from The Big Egg, Wolf and Bear’s serves Israeli cuisine from Jeremy Garb’s homeland. But it’s Israeli cuisine with a Portland influence, says his co-owner, Tanna TenHoopen Dolinsky. “It’s inspired by food in Israel, but we sprout our chickpeas and grill everything and don’t use a deep fryer.”

Wolf and Bear’s has grown to two locations and employs 12 people, and Garb and Dolinsky are considering opening a restaurant. “There’s a feeling of opportunity in Portland, and I think the rise of cart culture is representative of that,” says Dolinsky.

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Nong Poonsukwattana has made the most of that opportunity with her food cart, Nong’s Khao Man Gai, famous for her signature rice and chicken dish. She describes hers as the best kind of fast food: “Fast service but not fast cooked. It’s fresh. I serve happiness.”

Poonsukwattana arrived from Bangkok, Thailand, in 2003 with $70. She waitressed at five different restaurants, working every day and night of the week, before buying her own downtown food cart in 2009.

Now she has two carts and a brick-and-mortar commercial kitchen and employs 10 people. Recently she started bottling and selling her own sauce.

Poonsukwattana likes the sense of community in the food cart pods, “even though competition is fierce,” but especially the cultural exchange with customers, many of whom she knows by name.

“I think it’s always good to support local business, mom-and-pop shops, or small businesses with different ideas. It’s beautiful to see people fight for a better future for themselves.”

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Abby Quillen wrote this article for How To Live Like Our Lives Depend On It, the Winter 2014 issue of YES! Magazine.

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January 21, 2014Filed Under: Social movements, Whole foods cooking Tagged With: Entrepeneurship, Fast Food, Food, Food Cart Revolution, Food Carts, Healthy Fast Food, Local and Organic Food, Microbusiness, Portland Food Cart Revolution, Portland Food Carts, Portland Oregon, Slow Food, The Big Egg, Wolf and Bear's, YES! Magazine

My New Favorite Cookbook

By Abby Quillen

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I’m smitten with this cookbook right now. I’m not sure how I missed Deb Perelman’s popular blog all these years, but it’s almost worth denying myself all of that goodness to stumble upon these recipes for the first time in this stunning book.

Everything I’ve made so far — Slow-Cooker Black Bean Ragout, Kale Salad with Cherries and Pecans, Harvest Roast Chicken with Grapes, Olives, and Rosemary — is mouth-watering. As you can see, the photos, which she took herself, are delectable.

But the very best part are her one-page introductions to each recipe, where she reveals morsels of her personality. It’s hard not to fall in love with her. For instance, here she is on zucchini:

Can we promise to never talk about the weather? For example, New York in July is hot. So very hot. Also humid. And unpleasant. And have I mentioned this heat? It’s unbearable. But tomorrow the weather will change, and you’ll have spent fifteen minutes talking about something that you don’t even remember. In my mind, this is infinitely worse than spending an evening discussing the finer points of different vegetable-roasting temperatures. (You are welcome to pity my husband right now. I understand.)

But if I were going to discuss the weather — which I won’t, I promise — on those days in July when the zillion inhabitants of this tiny island are squeezed into structures coated with heat-soaking concrete from floor to sky, while vehicles weave through the grid in a way that makes living in New York City challenging, I would suggest an antidote in the form of a cold, refreshing salad. One that required no heated cooking and, even better, helped us with summer’s real torment — zucchini population control.

“Maybe we should try to cook every recipe in here this summer,” I remarked to my husband as we salivated over the aforementioned kale salad for the second night in a row. Yes, salivation-inducing kale salad — seriously, a wonder!

And he agreed. So apparently, Perelman’s recipes manage to strike the perfect blend of crunchy and full of vegetables (me) and rich with butter and cream (my husband) to beguile both of us. It’s a marvel. I definitely recommend checking out The Smitten Kitchen. And now you’ll find me over at her beautiful blog catching up on what I’ve been missing over the past seven years.

What’s your favorite cookbook right now? I’d love to hear about it in the comments.

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July 15, 2013Filed Under: Whole foods cooking Tagged With: Cookbooks, Cooking, Deb Perelman, Food, Recipes, The Smitten Kitchen, Whole foods cooking

Welcome to My Garden

By Abby Quillen

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Oh hello there, come on in. Do you want to see the garden? That’s what I’d say if you stopped by today — even if you happened to be selling magazine subscriptions, educational materials, or hand woven baskets. Oh yes, everyone ends up out in the garden munching on plump snap peas and tender butter lettuce, watching zucchini grow before their very eyes. It’s all I can do not to gush about these bursting beds twenty-four hours a day. (Sorry, friends.)

So come on back. Check out the sun-dappled chard and the lettuce forest. Marvel at the sheer ambition of hop plants and the audacity of fennel. Learn from the sunflowers, who turn their faces to follow the sun all day.

Despite the scarcity of corn and the abundant weeds, my Three Sisters bed is bringing me constant delight. “Look at all the squash we’ll have!” I proclaim daily as I count all of the bright yellow flowers dotting the spiky vines. We’re already eating zucchini nearly every day. (Can you see the excitement on my sons’ faces?)

Come, let me show you how the bean tendrils wrap up the ears of corn. It’s better than television, I tell you.

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What’s that, you need to go now? I wish I could send each of you off with armloads of lettuce, beets, and peas. (I’m sure my sons would insist you take a zucchini or two.) But alas, I’ll invite you back soon.

How’s your garden growing? I’d love to hear about it in the comments.

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July 8, 2013Filed Under: Gardening Tagged With: Backyard Garden, Food, Gardening, Gardens, Growing food, Organic Gardening, Three Sisters Garden, Vegetable Garden

And Then There Were Three

By Abby Quillen

For those of you who’ve followed my blog from the beginning, you know we got four fluffy backyard chicks in May of 2009. I chronicled our early days with them in The Hen Diaries. Raccoons, lost hens, a ransacked garden, that beautiful first egg … so much drama!

You can follow our adventures as fledgling chicken-keepers below if you missed it:

Weeks:

  • One
  • Two
  • Three
  • Four
  • Five
  • Six & seven
  • Eight, nine, & ten
  • Eleven to nineteen
  • Our First Egg
  • Twenty to Twenty-nine
  • Update

We lost one of those girls this week. Emily got suddenly ill last weekend and died on Tuesday. She was our first layer, and I always had a special fondness for her.

Rest in peace, Emily. We’ll miss you.

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May 6, 2013Filed Under: Backyard Chickens Tagged With: Backyard Chickens, Backyard Hens, Backyard homesteading, Chicken Keeping, Chickens, City Chickens, Food, Gardening, Hen Diaries, Hens, Simple Living, Urban Agriculture, Urban Chickens, Urban Homesteading

Why the Most Powerful Thing in the World is a Seed

By Abby Quillen

As promised, here’s my review of The Seed Underground: A Growing Revolution to Save Food
by Janisse Ray.

Why the Most Powerful Thing in the World is a Seed

“The Seed Underground” is a love letter to the quiet revolutionaries who are saving our food heritage.

by Abby Quillen

Janisse Ray celebrates the local, organic food movement but fears we’re forgetting something elemental: the seeds. According to Ray, what is happening with our seeds is not pretty. Ninety-four percent of vintage open-pollinated fruit and vegetable varieties have vanished over the last century.

Ray begins The Seed Underground: A Growing Revolution to Save Food by explaining how we lost our seeds. Feeding ourselves has always been a burden for humans, she explains. “So when somebody came along and said, ‘I’ll do that cultivating for you. I’ll save the seeds. You do something else,’ most of us jumped at the chance to be free.”

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But, according to Ray, when the dwindling number of farmers who stayed on the land gave up on saving seeds and embraced hybridization, genetically modified organisms, and seed patents in order to make money, we became slaves to multinational corporations like Monsanto and Syngenta, which now control our food supply.

In 2007, 10 companies owned 67 percent of the seed market. These corporations control the playing field, because they influence the government regulators. They’ve been known to snatch up little-known varieties of seeds, patent them, and demand royalties from farmers whose ancestors have grown the crops for centuries. The result is that our seeds are disappearing, and we miss out on the exquisite tastes and smells of an enormous variety of fruits and vegetables. More alarmingly, “we strip our crops of the ability to adapt to change and we put the entire food supply at risk,” Ray writes. “The more varieties we lose, the closer we slide to the tipping point of disaster.”

However, The Seed Underground is not a grim story. It’s a story about seeds, after all, which Ray calls “the most hopeful thing in the world.” Moreover, it’s a story about a handful of quirky, charismatic, “quiet, under-the-radar” revolutionaries, who harvest and stow seeds in the back of refrigerators and freezers across America. Sylvia Davatz, a Vermont gardener who advocates that local food movements produce and promote locally grown seeds, calls herself the Imelda Marcos of seeds, because she has a thousand varieties in her closet. Yanna Fishman, the so-called sweet-potato queen, toils over a wild garden in the highlands of western North Carolina, where she grows 40 varieties of sweet potatoes. Dave Cavagnaro, an Iowan photographer, teaches people to hand-pollinate squash with masking tape to keep vintage varieties pure.

Seeds, it turns out, don’t just grow plants—they build stories, heritage, and history, which tend to be shared every time seeds pass from hand to hand. So it’s fitting that Ray, an accomplished nature writer and activist, shares some of her own story in The Seed Underground. When she was just a child, Ray got her first heirloom seeds from her grandmother—Jack beans, which resembled eyeballs. At 12 she set a brush fire trying to clear land for a garden. At 22 she joined Seed Savers Exchange.

Perhaps we learn the most about Ray from her present-day gardens at Red Earth, her Georgia farm. Ray writes that in the garden, she is “an animal with a hundred different senses and all of them are switched on.” She grows crops like Fife Creek Cowhorn okra, Running Conch cowpea, and Green Glaze collard. Her barn is filled with drying seed heads; her kitchen is stinky with seeds fermenting. “Seeds proliferate in the freezer, in my office, in the seed bank, in the garden shed—in jars, credit card envelopes, coffee cans, medicine bottles, recycled seed packets.”

Ray outlines the basics of seed saving in The Seed Underground, but it is not a how-to book. It’s a call to action, which often reads like a lyrical love letter to the land and to varieties of squash and peas most of us have never tasted. It’s also a love letter to us, Ray’s readers. “Even though I may not know you, I have fallen in love with you, you who understand that a relationship to the land is powerful,” she writes.

The truth is, Janisse Ray is on a mission to turn you into a quiet, under-the-radar revolutionary, and if you read The Seed Underground, she just might succeed. At the very least, you will look at seeds—tiny, but vital to our survival —differently.

“A seed makes itself. A seed doesn’t need a geneticist or hybridist or publicist or matchmaker. But it needs help,” she writes. “Sometimes it needs a moth or a wasp or a gust of wind. Sometimes it needs a farm and it needs a farmer. It needs a garden and a gardener. It needs you.”

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Abby Quillen wrote this article for How Cooperatives Are Driving the New Economy, the Spring 2013 issue of YES! Magazine. Abby is a freelance writer in Eugene, Ore. She blogs at abbyquillen.com.

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April 8, 2013Filed Under: Gardening, Social movements Tagged With: Agriculture, Food, food heritage, Gardening, Heirloom Seeds, organic food movement, Seed Saving, Seeds

How Transforming Your Meals Can Transform Your Life

By Abby Quillen

Recently, I had an aha moment while I was eating a salad for lunch and skimming the newspaper.

I don’t have much time for newspaper reading in this season of life. Of course, we all know it’s not that we don’t have time for things; it’s that we’re not making time for them. But I make time to appear on the non-stop quiz show that is hanging out with my four-year-old: “How do the flowers bloom?” “Why does glass break?” “Why does it get dark at night?” I make time to chase my naked one-year-old around the house with a diaper, to prepare more sandwiches some days than a bustling Subway, and to meet writing deadlines, polish blog posts, and edit a book. So, reading the newspaper doesn’t always rise to the top of my to-do list.

But I grew up in a newsroom. My parents owned or edited newspapers until I was ten and then wrote for them. Newspapers were our bread and butter, and according to my parents (and civics teachers), the foundation of an informed democracy. Thus I’ve always tried to squeeze reading one into any moments of my days when I am sitting. Lately, during those moments, I’m also eating.

But on this day, as I ravenously devoured my salad with our bizarrely sordid City Region section  — Armed man mistakes pregnant wife for an intruder! Mom lets toddler inhale marijuana smoke! Blind rapper robs car! Seriously.  — I realized how ridiculous it was. I was hardly tasting the fresh, organic food that I’d spent good money on and labored to prepare.

Moreover, I was squandering one of life’s greatest pleasures – eating.

More ridiculous still, I meditate for fifteen minutes a day. So I was rushing through my lunch, distracted and multi-tasking, so that I’d have time to sit and pay attention to my breath. It’s like driving across town to run on a treadmill.

So that day I stopped.

Now I just sit and eat. If someone’s eating with me, we converse. If I’m alone, I pay attention to my food. Sometimes I watch the chickens peck around the grass, the squirrels scamper along the fence tops, and the bluebirds flit between the branches.

My meals are incredibly relaxing and pleasurable.

And when lunch is over, I usually find myself scribbling down notes, because it turns out quiet, unhurried lunches are perfect incubators for ideas — for stories, novels, essays, blog posts…

There’s a name for this magic that I’ve discovered: mindful eating.

Full confession: I’ve long been aware of it. I’ve seen half a dozen magazine articles and blog posts about it over the years. I’ve possibly even wolfed down a story about it in the lifestyle section while inhaling my lunch.

But I long resisted actually doing it. Why? I’m a compulsive reader. And the truth is, eating has always seemed, well, a little boring.

I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels this way. When I worked in offices, the few people who left their desks for lunch lugged along a book, magazine, or laptop to bury themselves in.

The truth is, being mindful of anything can be deceptively tricky. It takes getting used to. But psychologists say practicing mindful eating can help people form a healthy relationship with food, desire more nutritious meals, and sustain a healthy weight.

And as I can attest, once you get the hang of it, it could become the best part of your day.

Do you practice mindful eating? Have you stumbled upon another small change that made a huge difference in your life? I’d love to hear about it in the comments.

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March 12, 2013Filed Under: Health Tagged With: Food, Meals, Meditation, Mindful Eating, Mindfulness, Paying Attention

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