Food, food culture, food as culture and the cultures that grow our food

Not piss poor,
fertilized with pee

September 13, 2009

Slim Pickins, fertilized with urine since 2009, Debra Solomon, culiblog.org
Didn’t go to the farmers’ market this Saturday

One of the reasons I gave my Amsterdam kitchen garden the name Slim Pickins was to show that even a postage stamp-sized garden with a relatively little crop could serve up a surprising amount of food. But the real reason was that it had piss poor soil and I always thought the garden looked scrawny. I used to blame the slow rate of growth on the location, but visits to many local organic farms and especially to the nearby school gardens had made it painfully clear that the anemia of my produce had nothing to do with living so close to the Polar Circle. Well maintained school gardens right in the middle of the city were lush because they had great soil.

Slim Pickins, fertilized with urine since 2009, Debra Solomon, culiblog.org
I’ll be chewing this cud all week

In the hope of increasing soil nutrients, I grew the green manures that were hugely successful in the Occitanian kitchen garden. But at Slim Pickins, the alfalfa, vetch, fenugreek and phacelia didn’t burgeon and produce huge mats of biomass like they did in the south, in a large part due to the blasted ground conditions. I’d been thinking about asking a farmer I knew if he’d bring me a load of composted manure, but I never ended up going ahead with this because I just don’t like the idea of importing large volumes of additives from afar. Searching for a solution closer to home, I considered making a worm composter and biking the castings over one recycled yoghurt container at a time, but there were already so many worms casting away in the garden that this plan just seemed bass-ackwards.

By the time I had returned to my garden in August I had basically resigned myself to a mediocre harvest. But two weeks ago I starting bumping into links about fertilizing with urine. I knew that pee was nutrient rich, balanced in nitrogen, potassium and phosphorus, and I had no problem with it in the animal manure. Why it hadn’t occurred to me to try using my own I’ll just chalk up to a deeply ingrained societal taboo against humanure. One YouTube video and 3 articles later and suddenly urine fertilizer seemed like a painless experiment with a material both abundant and free. I decided to give it a go. I might have even been giddy, biking over all those recycled yoghurt containers filled with pee.

Slim Pickins, fertilized with urine since 2009, Debra Solomon, culiblog.org
Not piss poor anymore

Following instructions, in a big bucket I diluted (DILUTE! DILUTE! OK!) 1 part fresh pee to 10 parts Amsterdam tap water, gave it a stir and poured it on my soil, trying to avoid splashing the leaves. It’s possible that there was some more giddiness at this point. Recycled yoghurt containers empty, I left the garden and returned one week later.

AND…
WOWWY!
KAZOWWY!
And now with jazz hands!

Pity I didn’t make scientific-style before and after pictures but you’ll have to believe me when I say that the results were striking. In one week’s time all of the plants suddenly produced a great deal of leaf, and the leaf-colour seemed to have deepened considerably. All of the plants, but especially the climbing ones (calabas and hokkaido), appear to have undergone an enormous growth spurt. This happened during a waning moon, and with ever cooling temperatures. At home in the window box my spindly vervain and green shiso that had always resembled bonsais, suddenly filled out in their pot.

Possibly you are thinking, “Hey Nut-Job, OY VEY, what about the SMELL, what about the TASTE?” I can report that there is no urine or amonia smell at all, even on my indoor plants. (When I saw the difference in just a few days on the herbs, I had to try it indoors.) Some of the net-lit studies suggest that insects (like aphids) can taste the difference and stay away. I can’t taste … any… urine. Well, how do you know what urine tastes like? I don’t know, how do you don’t? What? I don’t know. Shut up.

And to get back to the reason I did this in the first place, the Slim Pickins kitchen garden produced a two bike-bag bumper crop and it looks like next week will be the same. I had such an abundant harvest (chard, kohlrabi, kale, cavalo nero, various leafy herbs, tomatoes, chives) that I didn’t need to go to the Farmers’ Market. Although I don’t think the folks at Organic Farm the Knotwilg will have to get another day job, the results in my garden after just one week of urine fertilizing are impressive.

In case you were planning on coming over for a nibble of some Slim Pickins goodness, I’m harvesting on Saturdays and fertilizing on Mondays. You’ll probably pray for rain.

Slim Pickins, fertilized with urine since 2009, Debra Solomon, culiblog.org
The tomato that keeps on giving

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Foodscape Schilderswijk,
Den Haag’s CPUF

September 8, 2009

Inspiration collage showing potential for abundant use of fruit trees and berry bushes. Collage by Jacques Abelman, Foodscape Schilderswijk by Debra Solomon, Studio Culiblog
A scenario for planting espallier-style fruit trees in the Schilderswijk. Illustration by Jacques Abelman.

As part of STROOM Den Haag’s (Centre for Art and Architecture) multi-year programme FOODPRINT, I have been commissioned to design a foodscape. Actually I am designing a Continuous Productive Urban Foodscape, or CPUF, a spinoff acronym based on colleagues Bohn & Viljoen Architect’s CPUL, in which the ‘L’ word is landscape. Foodscape Schilderswijk explores the potential for integrating urban agriculture (UA) into existing social and green infrastructure in this Den Haag burrough. Unique to this project is an aesthetic, permaculture approach to cultivation design utilizing vertical and interstitial spaces as a place where fruit and vegetables can be grown, and befitting the overall design of the public domain. Most importantly I am collaborating with existing social infrastructure such as schools, community centres, and other municipal agencies. The local partners will be powerful agents in the design process.

A hand drawn map of the Schilderswijk, showing plans by project authors and suggestions by visitors to the FOODPRINT exhibition, Summer 2009, Debra Solomon, culiblog.org
A hand drawn chalkboard map of the Schilderswijk burrough. Jacques and I used permanent markers, exhibition visitors filled in suggestions to the planning in chalk.

The project presupposes local commitment to knitting UA and adjacent infrastructures both social and green into one coherent plan. This means implementing a spatially contiguous scenario into which primarily existing facilities, activities, programming, and platforms for (food-related) cultural content are connected to diverse forms of edible landscape architecture. Baby Bakeries, DIY Oven Museums made by school children, Roti Lounges for the so-called ‘idle youth’ or maybe even their mums, and Free Kitchens are just as much a part of the Foodscape as Herb Lawns, Salade Façades, Espalier fruit fences and Pumpkin Tunnels.

Inspiration collage showing potential for de-paving and an abundant use of herbal groundcovers. Collage by Jacques Abelman, for Foodscape Schilderswijk by Debra Solomon, Studio Culiblog
An over-the-top-scenario for planting an herbal groundcover in a de-paved pedestrian zone. Illustration by Jacques Abelman.

Once implemented these components will connect the Schilderswijk’s dots of green and brown, and include stainless steel, cast iron and community initiatives as part of the Foodscape plan. This project is currently ending its research phase and entering the ‘let’s see which local partners want to get married’-phase. With the help of these partners, I hope to complete the initial design in November 2009.

Detail of Schilderswijk chalkboard map showing a proposed espallier fruit orchard in the Westenbergstraat garden, Debra Solomon, culiblog.org
Map detail of the ‘first marriage’, an espallier-style fruit orchard in a collective garden.

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Amsterdam Osdorp,
land of milk and honey

August 20, 2009

Boerenstadswens HQ on the Osdorperweg, Debra Solomon, culiblog.org
Farmer and city slickers assemble in Osdorp

On the very westernmost edge of Amsterdam is a living example of rural fantasy, a stone’s throw from densely built, urban Osdorp and Geuzenveld/Slotermeer. In preparation for a series of events and future projects in the area, Young Designers & Industry hosted an orientation bike ride with the participating designers and led by Hans Wilschut from Boerenstadswens to meet the farms and farmers. We gathered at the old Osdorperweg, at the new Boerenstadswens HQ (an organisation forging healthy partnerships between the folks of the urban and rural environments). Farmer Sietse tells us this road has been here since the 11th century, when it distinguished itself from the morass of marsh and muck that when poldered became the ancestors of these very farms.

Walking through the hot house, Debra Solomon, culiblog.org
Gimme swelter, walking through a sauna-scape

Farmer Walter gives us a tour of the recently acquired hothouses where he and his team are growing organic high-value crops like tomatoes and fresh, leafy herbs. The passive solar heating was on full blast as it just happened to be the warmest day of the year. In that respect the hot house tour was kind of hilarious.

At the Bee Park, municipal collective gardens for bees and beekeepers. Debra Solomon, culiblog.org
Modest dress required at the bee park

Until yesterday I didn’t even know of the existence of bee parks, but apparently since 1953 Amsterdam is home to two of them. Bee parks are an association of individual organic gardens (with dachas) maintained by bee-lovers that exclusively grow nectar-producing flowers. Smattered throughout the sugary biotope are bee gardens (22 of them) where the beekeepers keep their hives. The bee park association members share knowledge and access to equipment like the centrifuge used for honey extraction.

Beekeeper smokes and searches for the Queen, Debra Solomon, culiblog.org
Beekeeper smokes and searches for Queen

Obviously the bee gardens are incredibly fragrant and you can imagine our joy when the Beekeeper Rob gave us netted hats to wear so that we could have a look at the inside of a hive! The hats were deliciously perfumed with a combination of wax and zware shag tobacco which the beekeeper smoked in an enormous pipe in order to direct the beefolk. In a most calm manner Rob disassembled the hive to give us audience with the Queen. Aside from our bee hats, we ladies weren’t wearing appropriate dress but amazingly the worker bees and drones just went about their business as we stood there with our bare arms, legs and our bee-cache-ing skirts. Aside from the crunch of bee carcasses underfoot, everything about this place was beautiful and fascinating.

In-field milking station Geuzenveld/Slotermeer, Debra Solomon, culiblog.org
A Geuzenveld in-field milking station

We biked past a field with what turned out to be an in-situ milking station. Twice a day folks from nearby tower blocks line up with their bottles to buy the raw milk from a father and son team, 90 and 60 years old. For these farmers this is a way of life they’d prefer to keep much more than this old school dairy lifestyle is a viable business. Unsurprisingly a fair amount of the farming in this area is on the verge of extinction, held in tact as cultural heritage, but there are 3rd and 4th generation farming families that would consider continuing their businesses if these could be made to be more profitable. Fortunately there are some positive signals from the adjacent burrough councils looking for innovative plans to potentially revitalise the sector in the wake of recent urban development and simultaneous renewal. My colleagues and I hope to contribute positively to this process.

Hans Wilschut melkt een koe, Debra Solomon, culiblog.org
Contents under extreme pressure!

Arriving just in time for the evening milking, Hans introduces us to Henk, another retired farmer that just can’t give it all up. He sells milk from only 4 cows, who still end up producing around 80 litres a day. (Did I get that right, 80 litres?) With all the talk about pig-flats (in other parts of the country) I can’t stop dreaming about farmers milking the beautiful new tower blocks full of people – all of whom eat, most of whom are milk-users, tomato-, cuke- and leafy herb-eaters and many of whom are also honey-lickers. With such potentially short supply chains, and outputs on the farm side that include food products, education, physical activity, the preservation (and creation of) cultural heritage, and social cohesion, surely there is ONE apartment block that is up for a fun little experiment in co-operative buying? I’m betting on finding some ‘yes’ people.

Farmer Henk has milk, Debra Solomon, culiblog.org
Don’t believe everything you read. Farmer Henk’s sign says that there’s no more milk today, and that tomorrow is another day

Urban raw milk transport by bike, Debra Solomon, culiblog.org
But we got milk, and bike

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