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Maple nutmeg mostly bulletproof. Yum.

What foods did sourdoughs eat I wonder?? So I did some prospecting for information nuggets and found some interesting factoids. Besides the well-known home made cakes & breads, we know that Sourdough’s ate a lot of salted meat, hardtack and whatever else local foods they could muster.

Around here, we incorporate traditionally harvested foods in our daily diets. Unlike the traditional Native Alaskan subsistence culture & to some extent, Sourdoughs of the past, our diet isn’t solely based on these foods, but an interesting addition. Except for salmon, that’s an integral part of our diet.

Some years we simply don’t get a harvest of certain foods. Like mushrooms. We may hunt and hunt for morels and just not find more than a meal’s worth. Or we may not be able to go out and hunt at all. But we don’t starve because of it.

Some years we gather a large amount of berries, one variety or another. Last year it was low-bush cranberries, the year before it was raspberries… Then the jams and jellies will be plentiful. And a few tasty desserts. But if we don’t gather any, we don’t starve.

Some years we get a moose, other years we don’t. But, you guessed it, we don’t starve. We make due with what we have and the local grocery stores & a farmer here and there. We have this security and conveniennce that Sourdough’s of the past did not have. Life is less stressful during most years due to this convenience.

Now, add in a couple of years of supply shortages and outages plus sky high inflation, suddenly supplementing our diets with foraged foods becomes more of a necessity for modern wannabe sourdoughs.

Like those leathery old souls of yesteryear, we’re eating things like moose stew and salmon cooked every which way you can. We’re making sourdough bread and capturing Birch sap to add as many varied vitamins, minerals & nutrients to our diet as possible. And flavors. It’s important to have variety.

We’ll be looking for those first shoots of ferns, fiddleheads as they are called, and fireweed shoots. Perhaps we’ll get our timing right for horsetail shoots as well. All of these “spring tonics” to help get the sluggish winter gunk out of our systems and jumpstart us for summer’s busy schedule.

Then we’ll be harvesting dandelions en masse for jellies and maybe a fried blossom or two. Throwing a few greens into our salads. We’ll be drinking “pineapple weed” and spruce tip teas. Both can be made into tasty jellies as well. Then it will be salmon harvest time. You know where to find us then 🤣

We may do things differently than our forebearers did but I guarantee you that we are eating some of the same things. Mostly we are eating Alaska. And being ever so thankful for her abundance. B’H!

Moose Stew

I make moose stew two ways, fresh or with canned moose. I’ll share both with you here.

Start with a pound or two of chopped moose meat, brown in a cast iron dutch oven with plenty of fat (use what you have: oil, butter, tallow, etc).

Once browned and smelling delicious, add to the pot 2 qts of liquid, make due here with broth or water. Two- three large potatoes chopped into bite-sized nuggets. Three or four large Alaska grown carrots or make due with any old local variety, by local I mean imported from hundreds or thousands of miles away. Toss into the pot whatever seasonings you have: garlic, bay leaf, salt & pepper, celery seed or salt, cayenne, Worcestershire sauce, or a Cajun spice blend if you’re so lucky to have. Bring it to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer for hours until meat and veggies are tender. Better if you place it on top of the woodstove in the winter, and let it slow cook all day.

After the meat and veggies are done you can either eat as is, soup style or add some thickener for a more traditional stew. I usually prefer cornstarch since it’s gluten free. Make a slurry with about a 1/4 cup of cornstarch and enough water to dissolve it all. Mix it up and pour into your simmering pot of Stew. Stir and cook until the soup is thick and clear, not cloudy from the cornstarch.

You can also thicken with wheat flour in a similar manner. Your stew will have a more opaque appearance then with a clear cornstarch based sauce. It also will not be gluten free then, but if that’s no matter to you, then by all means, carry on!

Usually I make stew with canned moose meat and veggies. I think the moose tastes much better plus half the work is already done. Besides being a quick meal, it’s what we have in the pantry.

To a large Dutch oven add 2 jars moose meat, 2 cans carrots and 2 cans potatoes, season to taste as above recipe dictates and heat through. Once heated, add thickener of choice and cook until thick and hearty. Serve with sourdough rolls, hardtack, pilot bread or matzos if the timing is right. Enjoy!









Listening to my girl play with Mrs Jane, so sweet. 💕









Swag bag full of goodness from the Trade Show. 😎
Who knew I'd get so excited over a couple of boxes of screws!!

Thing 1 is taking botany this year for her science. She’s been wanting to try out tapping birch trees to harvest their sap for a while now. This past weekend she got her chance.

Our days are longer and warmer but our nights are still plenty cold. Perfect time to tap a birch. I bought some tree taps at the farm store last week and two new 2 gal buckets with lids. Once we got to the cabin she went out, drill and supplies in hand.

The “Slow drip” tree in the foreground.

She settled on two old trees, one next to the sauna, the other up by the smoker. Taps in place and smaller buckets hung catching the few drips that morning. As the day went on, the sauna tree seemed to be the better producer.

She went out and checked late afternoon and wow! Full bucket in the sauna tree! Holy smokes it works!

Overnight the temps fell and we froze up solid. The “slow drip” tree froze up but the sauna tree had overflowed it’s bucket!

Slow drip, froze solid.

We broke off those sapcicles and ate them. Nature’s “Otter pops”!

All in just over 24 hours she got two gallons of birch sap. Impressive for her first try!

Now begins the process of cooking down the sap for syrup. I’ll let you know how long that takes!

Sauna tree’s cup runneth over.

Time to go so she whittled some birch twigs to fit the drill holes to plug the trees. Covered that with duct tape of course. And thanked the trees for their donation to our diet.









True story!

Officially this is my sixth post in this series, month number two. I’ve definitely spent some time researching for these posts and learning new things along the way. There are a few books I’ve discovered that I’d like to read. But I digress.

Mostly during my research I find a lot, a tremendous amount really, of information about sourdough starters, and breads

I used to have my very own gluten free sourdough starter and enjoyed so many tasty morsels made with it. Pancakes probably topped the list. There’s just nothing like a sourdough pancake hot off the cast iron, with a big ol pat of real butter and real maple syrup drizzled over the steaming cake. Oh my.

I’ve tried to get new gf starters going here but for whatever reason, I’ve simply failed miserably. User error, weird wild yeasts, mold, flies, whatever, no good working starter for me.

Recently, our friend Barbara gave Thing 1 a wheat flour based starter and she’s excited to start her own tradition of keeping a starter. I’m excited for her even tho I won’t be enjoying it myself.

She’s made two batches of dinner rolls with her starter so far. I must say the house does smell delicious when they are baking.

Her second batch of rolls.

Everyone loves them.

Everyone but me, of course, not by choice.

I’m glad to have influenced another generation of humans to experience and fall in love with the tradition of sourdough. Also glad to know they are eating something wholesome and preservative free.

If you’d like to try your own hand at sourdough there’s a few ways to go about it. Find a friend with an active starter and get a bit from them to grow your own. You could buy a starter from an online source. Here’s an Alaskan version. Or you can mix up your own from scratch. Here’s a recipe link.

Just remember, there’s no store bought packaged yeast in a true sourdough starter. It’s basically just flour and pure water (no chlorine or treated water). You’re capturing wild yeasts in the air to build your starter with. This is what gives it the distinct flavors of your local area. If you do build a starter with packaged yeast that’s okay to begin with. Just give it a try. Once you master the feeding and use cycles, try capturing a wild strain! Then you can compare and see if you can tell the difference & which you prefer!

I hope you give it a try! Drop me a line if you do! Happy sourdoughing!

Today marks the ninth anniversary of my Father’s, of blessed memory, passing. As is our custom, we spend this time at the cabin to remember the man the best way we can, in his element. We will lift a glass of rhubarb wine around the bonfire and tell tall tales. Hopefully a friend or two of his will stop by and join us.

I usually plan some sort of project to do while there. Two years ago it was his memorial scrapbook. This year, I’ve got a couple of projects in mind. I’ll put a new wreath up too, of course.

My memorial project is a memory box for Fritz. Dad kept his collar and of course lots of pics of his best friend. I made a dog tag for Fritz and bought some pet themed scrapbook supplies to finish the shadow box frame I picked up for this project. I’ll be able to display it on the wall. Something that was important to Dad, in honor of both of them.

My other special project is going to be updating the 12v lighting. I purchased some light sockets to convert the 3 propane lamps to battery/solar power. Everything I do will be reversible as I don’t want to permanently alter them. If need be, I’ll be able to pull the sockets out and replace the mantles and use the propane again. I also got a switch so these will be able to easily turn on/off.

Over the years I have installed a hodge podge of 12v lighting, over the sink, stove and sun room. I’ll be replacing the lights over the sink and stove with these nice RV lights. Easy single or double light switches for adjustable brightness. Then I’ll update the sun room with one of the lights I took down. That way the kids will have a light over their bed. Every light downstairs will have a switch instead of alligator clips! 👍🏼

In addition, I want to make a hanging light for the center of the cabin. It will be something like the one I made for Jake’s cabin. I just have to finalize a design. I want it to be dual power, AC & DC so either way we can have the light on. But this project will probably be done at a later date.

Jake’s moose Antler light on display at the annual Home Show.

I’m working our booth at the KPBA Home Show. It’s our annual chance to mingle with the general public and show off our handiwork.

Our best way to see what’s available in the area for home improvement! It’s a favorite for kids since all the vendors have 🍬🍭 candy giveaways. Lots of fun for everyone.

One thing a sourdough usually has is time to ponder. Generally in the darkness of winter, when there’s little else to do.

Since I embarked on this series I’ve spent some time pondering what being a sourdough means to me. I suppose it starts with a grandiose sense of adventure, with a stubborn persistence bordering on the insane. More than a can-do, but a will-do-or-be-damned spirit, the sort of determination you don’t run into every day.
If one is successful and survives their first Alaskan winter, (and doesn’t high-tail it for the lower 48,) they begin to shift into a more refined sense of adventure and wonder but still plenty stubborn and maybe a little cantankerous now. One’s mind will be full of a new found respect for Alaska’s fierceness and unpredictability. Hopefully, if said stubborn person is wise, they develop a better prepared can-do spirit that begins to ready for the winter right after break-up. It’s like feeding the sourdough and keeping it warm, it takes diligence and constant care to keep it going.
Get ready, “winter is coming” is their mantra.
After each winter survival the individual acquires more character and unique qualities, not unlike sourdough starter..
Before long they may even start to smell like a sourdough. Much to the shaggrin of the city folk. No worry, by this time, there’s not a care left in the world for what others think.

Time passes, and there’s no real measurement for this period as it varies with each sourdough, at some point the sourdough is perfected, working in harmony with Nature, ebbing and flowing with Her tides. Full of wisdom from experience, maybe not so full of themselves and their abilities but quietly confident & determined. Or maybe damned proud of themselves and more feisty for it. Either way, they’ll be quite content in their own existence.
It’s taken failure upon failure, possibly even a near death experience or two and quite a collection of “awes” and wonders to get here. There will have been a plethora of lessons learned. Many annoyances experienced. Lots of paths crossed and one or two well worn.
It’s a work in progress. A neverending tending to keep your culture. It’s a lifestyle, a journey.