Not tree stars, but we found some staurolites! Couldn’t have asked for a better spring welcoming.
Happy equinox everyone! A good excuse to get outside and get our hands and feet dirty. _ River nettles making their way towards the sun.
Just received our new pecan spoons from the amazingly talented @sweetgumco. Beautiful work as always, thank you. 🙏🏽
Last dinner of winter tonight, thank you everyone who made it out for a dinner this past season. _ Spaghetti squash | bear root | joint fir | biscochito
Come hang out with us at the farm! April dinners now posted on our website.
Today our acequia started to bear water. Although it hasn’t really felt like winter here, it is still as nice as ever to have Spring offer her presence.
Baby steps. Learning the basics on a small scale with @joshtafoya6, using red willows and churro wool.
Me helping my father replace the dirt roof of my grandfathers house Circa 1999. _ When I was younger my grandfather Dah kuh neh gave me the name (Running Bear). Unfortunately I didn't get to interact with him much as for he passed while I was still young. I'm slowly starting to realize the power this name holds and the responsibilities that come with it. How a name can help shape you. The Bear is very sacred to the people of Taos. A symbol of strength and leadership, intuition and medicine. The Bear is a healer. Embodiment of spiritual power and physical strength. I wish I could go back in time to ask him how or why he came to this name for me. I can only imagine he was incredibly wise. Was it a projection of himself, knowing that I would inherently absorb some of this from him or could he see it in me as a child. I'll never know exactly why, but I can feel myself growing into the name more and more as time goes on and thankful he gave me such a strong one.
Officially sold out for the last of the winter dinners, (even though we didn’t quite have a real winter). I can’t thank everyone enough for the constant support, it truly means the world to use! _ April / spring tickets get posted next Thursday the 15th at 8am MTN time.
Rose quarts that litters the clay we use
After the 1920’s there was an act called the WPA, works progression act, initiated after the onset of the Great Depression. Previously New Mexico had been one of the poorest states, and was especially hit hard by this time. Though through this act and the necessity to survive was born the rag rugs, made up of fiber made of strips of old clothing. This is one of our rugs we have and use everyday from that era. You can see it’s wear of use over the last century. Everything has a story, glad to have this woven into ours.
Never never land
New additions to the family. I’ve been trying to find ducks that are Native to New Mexico for some time now and finally found some! Blue northern pintails, and wood ducks. Couldn’t be more excited!
The other day I found the most delicious one seed juniper berries (cones) that I have ever had. It seems as if this strange weather is to blame. Hot days, cold nights and very little water. It’s a good reminder that time and nature ebb and flow, at times having good conditions for particular plants and not others, only to change the following year. Even in dark times there are still these moments for transitions in thought and how we perceive things around us. Excited to use these berries for tonight’s dinner and those to come.
Loving the real first snow of the season!
Me (Johnny) circa 2010 _ I had just turned 20 years old and had been working @alinearestaurant for a few months. I can still close my eyes and feel the energy that came from that kitchen, like a bee hive hard at work. I was carrying two 50# bags down the stairs to the basement on a rainy day and slipped towards the end and ended up fracturing my ankle. Needless to say, I came in the next morning and worked half of my shift. Not because I thought I needed to, but because there was no where else in the world I wanted to be but there. I'm endlessly grateful that my path led me there. Thank you @grant_achatz for inspiring me and countless others to see food in completely new ways.
Spaghetti squash being cooked in a sweet tea of joint fir, ponderosa pine bark, bear root, and honey
Over the coarse of the last six months have been an incredible push to get a set of ceramics designed and built for our amazing friends new home, this is maybe a 1/4 of the work, with some for ourselves as well. I think it’s safe to say this has been one of the most difficult and rewarding projects yet, and still a 1/4 of the way to go. Thank you @andrearosengal for your admiration of the work, I seriously can’t imagine them in any other home!
Smoke, the connector to the spirts and forces of the universe. For us ceramics become a physical form of prayer, and the smoke becomes our words. Imprinted into every piece that comes out and shared with those we are close to and those who make the trek to dine with us.