Monday, May 27, 2013

Alpacas: Signature Montana Spring 2013


Alpacas: story on the Sleeping Giant Alpaca Farm from Polly Kolstad

     Sandra Rumney swings the metal gate open, and forty-two fleecy heads in the corral nearby turn her way.

     Recognizing their trusted keeper, Rumney’s alpaca herd begins to hum.

     “They are mouth breathers. That is how they communicate,” replies Rumney of the curious animal chorus that seems to come closer and closer.  She smiles and explains: “they walk up to a person in an effort to smell your breath as a means of identification.”  Oddly, they don’t want to be petted.  They just want to be in your face.

     In the shadow of the Sleeping Giant Mountain near Cascade, Rumney is raising these members of the camelid family (and cousins to the llama, guanaco, and vicuna) for their fleece.

     Far from their native South America, where they are found in the high Andes of 14,000 ft. elevation, the alpacas have adapted to the Montana climate.

     After retiring from years in the advertising business, Rumney brought the animals from a small acreage she and her husband, Jeff, had in California.  She acknowledges that “the winters in Montana are a little cold for them,” yet, alpacas are healthy and easy to raise. For over two years, she has kept her long haired herd of Huacaya (teddy bear) and Suri alpacas.

    Forever an animal lover, Rumney points out that though they are curious, for the most part they don’t want to be touched. Alpacas can kick, but because of their size (three feet tall at the withers), the impact is minimal, and interestingly, they do not spit on you. (Llamas will spit.)  They are too small to pack or be ridden.  Possessing only bottom teeth and a hard palate on the top, the alpacas graze and do not rip grass out by the roots. They take supplements of vitamins and minerals in pellet form. They are almost indefensible without horns, hooves, or claws.  Surrounding the corral is a high tensile electric fencing and a guardian dog to keep predators out.  Recognizing their dependency, Rumney is always vigilant, but does let “the boys” out in the pasture during the day. The adult males show up at the corral at five o’clock for dinner and want the security of the barn.  Some of the males are “herdsires” (or studs, aka “Macho”) and are used to breed.

     The moms are very protective of the babies.   Babies are called” “cria” (based on the word creation). A female is either a maiden or a “hembra” and will have only one cria, weighing between ten and twenty pounds, after a gestation period of nearly twelve months.

     Rumney provides a proper and protective environment for her herd which has a positive impact on the overall health and well being of the alpaca which in turn aids in the quality of their fleece production.

      Alpacas produce a fleece that is lighter, softer, stronger and warmer than wool.  Alpaca fleece has no allergens.  The microscopic air pockets make it light weight with a high insulation value.  It is one of the finest fibers in the world, with very little barb. Both male and female alpacas will produce a good fiber. 

     The shearing season is usually in May.  Alpacas fleece will grow four to six inches per year.  If they are not shorn, they do not shed their wool.  It takes three people to shear an animal, with the resulting fleece weighing five to eleven pounds. 

    After she shears the alpaca, Rumney hand washes the fleece in cool water with mild soap or shampoo.  It must be just swished around in the water, not agitated.  All told, she may wash it two or three times  and then, hang the fiber on hangars to dry.  Next, the clean fiber which looks like cotton and feels like silk, is spread out on a screen.  Eventually, it is immersed in dye baths for 45 minutes, then, set until cool, about twelve hours.  This long arduous process of making fabric, or wet felting, continues as Rumney then cards the fiber on a hand cranked machine.  Thus the fiber becomes combed and is laid out on a table according to her design in sheets on top of one another.  Here, the fiber is rolled on bubble wrap with a back and forth motion so the fibers shrink and interlock with each other.  The rolling process is repeated from the other end to further intertwine the fiber.  

     “It’s making fabric,” Rumney says of the wet felting process which is 7000 years old, and predates weaving.

      Observers today recognize the quality of American alpaca fleece. The commercial market is wide open in the U.S.

     “Even on the catwalks in Paris, designers have alpaca, and now, show ring people recognize the fiber and how good it is on the animals. A judge from Peru can’t believe how fast the quality has grown in the US,” she remarks.  

       Rumney takes her products to juried art shows.   

     “I make wearable art,” she notes, alluding to her handmade original scarves and wraps, woven rugs, and woven throws that she has sold all over the north west, and her purse designs which she hopes to put on the market this summer.  In addition, she buys goat milk soap from a neighbor and felts it with alpaca fleece. Her products are currently available at Latigo and Lace in Augusta, Montana, and at the Four Ravens in Missoula.

     Blue ribbons attesting to the quality of Rumney’s fiber fabric and the value of her herdsires line the walls of the Sleeping Giant Alpaca Farm, a tribute to the roots of Sandra and Jeff Rumney whose Montana families go back generations.

     For pictures of Rumney’s products, go to sgthreads.com  

  

 
 

 

 

 

Front Street Market - Butte, Montana


Front Street Market – story by Polly Kolstad

     One of the coldest winter’s ever in Butte didn’t deter Jimmy and Marla Yakawich from returning home and eventually opening the Front Street Market.

     Jimmy was back for a 1989 Christmas party when his mother told him that Farmer Bill’s Market on Front Street had closed for good.  He didn’t know anything about the property, but went down and knocked on the door.  The store was full of antiques and junk, powered by one stretched extension cord from an adjacent apartment.  A single pot bellied stove supplied heat for the establishment.

     The former landscape business property peaked Jimmy’s interest.  He had visions of setting up some kind of a food business as he had worked at Jim/Bob’s in Bozeman and before that was a produce manager for Albertson’s.  He offered seventeen thousand dollars to the family of the deceased owner and sealed the deal.

     Jimmy’s ability to imagine or anticipate success is a crucial skill and one reason he is still in business twenty-three years later as the Front Street Market, Butte’s Italian Grocer, in Butte, Montana.  

     But, it wasn’t easy.

      The whole project needed “a lot of love and attention” when Jimmy came back in 1990, just in time for St. Patrick’s Day.  He gathered up his supplies, got a license from the mayor’s office, and set up an outside barbeque business for the day. 

     “It snowed all that morning, but business was good, and I made $3000 that day.  That was my last paycheck,” he verbally allows.

     The cleanup for the old building took three months.  He opened on May 18, 1990, and according to Jimmy, “there were cars all over the place.”

     Rolling up the sleeves of his denim work shirts, as he still does, Jimmy transferred his food sensibilities throughout the new store.

     “We offered cooking classes for ten dollars right here in the kitchen.”    

      He did a lot of catering which allowed him to expand.

     “We did Lonesome Dove, fed all the actors, and sold all the antiques in the basement to them.”

     Today, the Front Street Market continues to integrate catering well into their business.  They make ten to fifteen salads, four chafers, dipped strawberries, shrimp, salmon, cheeses, and cold cuts. Renown in Butte, they used to make and sell one hundred pasties daily, but were overwhelmed with the demand and couldn’t keep up. 

     In 1997, they built on to the back end of the store for a wine shop which features over 1000 bottles of domestic and imported wines.  Trek downstairs, and you find the cellar for the 165 wine club members who receive two bottles of wine each month.  In the late nineties, they also added a deli which heightens the store’s momentum for hungry lunch time crowds seeking hot corned beef, real turkey, tuna melts, meatloaf, and Italian meat sandwiches.  Bread used in the sandwiches is from frozen sourdough baguettes from California and Italian bread from Spokane.  They also serve two kinds of gourmet soups daily (year round 150 different soups).  Marla makes the soups and salads in the deli.  Their $4.50 lunch includes soup, Italian bread, and a freshly baked cookie.   The $6.50 lunch includes sandwich, soup, or salad, cookie, and a drink.  

       “We keep it simple,” says Jimmy as he shares the famous Front Street Gorgonzola Dip that started out as a sandwich spread (Marla’s recipe) and now sells two hundred pints per week.

   The Front Street Market has over twenty to thirty thousand items many acquired from fancy food shows in Las Vegas and San Francisco that Jimmy attends.  There are Robert Rothschild’s line of salad dressings and gourmet sauces; Chocolate chips from Belgium; baking and dipping chocolate from around the world; Coffee from Montana Coffee Traders, Illy’s Italian coffee, and Lavalla Coffee .  A wall of over 200 varieties of pasta pleases many along with some 120 kinds of dried beans, peas, and lentils.  And, an aisle of specialty olives and olive oil fulfills the serious gourmands.  Afficionados of Moscow Mules will find copper (mined in Butte) mugs here.  There is spaghetti sauce of every “nature” from New York City, to outstanding Italian restaurants. Even an Amish group makes jams, and jellies with “our own recipes,” notes Jimmy. For tea totalers, the tea room features Republic of Tea, and PG Tips tea.

     Today, Jimmy’s father’s art work and his collection of airplanes fashioned from kits dot the walls and ceiling of his business.

       “It gives the place some ambience,” he says with his ever present grin.

        This bustling business is run by a small army of employees:  Jimmy, Marla, a granddaughter, a grandson, and four others.

     With sweeping enthusiasm into his food forays, Jimmy claims: “I do everything.  So does Marla.  We try to make everyone happy.  Our most popular foods are in the freezer by the front door where we sell our key items: raviolis and lasagna.  Our own recipes are now made for us in Chicago and are trucked in every week.  Early on, we made our own, but that took a lot of time.” 

     Reflecting on the future, Jimmy imparts the thought that: “It’s a lot easier to get into the boat than get out of the boat.”

     Meanwhile, he is often torn between two passions: working and working.  That’s because his grocery gusto is always ramping up.

     “This is really a job I enjoy.  Nobody tells me if my peaches are piled up too high.  I’m my own boss. Marla and I got away eight times last year.  We are open seven days a week year round. Leaving for any length of time creates holes.  We have customers we deal with who spend money.  They like to spend a little more for pasta, etc.   They can ask my wife or myself how to cook something, and we can tell them.  We are customer friendly. 

          Front Street Market

          8 West Front Street

          Butte, Montana 59701

          (406) 782-2614 

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Casey Parks - Rodeo UGF


Casey Park – UGF rodeo team- Ask an Athlete April 2013 from Polly

     A transfer from Highline Community College (Washington), Casey Park, came to the University of Great Falls to wrestle.  When he arrived, he learned that UGF had a rodeo team, and he was game for that.  Growing up on a ranch in Enumclaw, Washington, both his mom and dad did rodeo.

     “We had five horses, an arena, cows, and what not,” says Park, but his dad would not let him do any of the rodeo events until he was eighteen.  Park was involved in high school wrestling at the time and didn’t have time for other activities.  He has been involved in sports for many years and is majoring in Health and Physical Education at UGF.  He hopes to become a Physical Education teacher.  

1.  How long have you been doing rodeo?

     I have done calf roping for a long time, and participated in that event until recently when my calf roping horse was injured.  I just started steer wrestling and have made a short go at it at three rodeos.  I’m coming along well.  I did my first spring college rodeo this weekend.  I did well.  Once I get the rodeo jitters out of me, I will do better.  

2.  Why rodeo?  How did you get started?

     I was around rodeo all the time growing up.  My parents were both involved in the events.  However, I was too busy with other activities and didn’t really take it up until I arrived here at UGF.

3.  What is your weekly training routine?

    I’m on the UGF wrestling team as well.  I work out a lot for that sport.  I have to keep my weight down. I do lot of cardio, running, weights. I do it all.  I work out every day.  And, there are days when I work out twice. I even do a run before class in the morning.    

4.  What other activities do you do?

     When I go home on break, I’m a wrestling coach at a club in Enumclaw.  Sometimes, I box.

5.  What keeps you motivated?

     I just like being around horses and the rodeo environment.  It is a long tradition in my family.  Sometimes, I want to be great at everything I do.

6.  Have you faced any setbacks and how did you overcome them?

     This last weekend I did two rodeos.  I was the second guy out on the steer wrestling.  I didn’t quite catch the steer and he put me on the ground pretty hard. I injured the AC joint in my shoulder and now, I am on a medical out for possibly a few weeks.  For steer wrestling, you have to toughen up.  It is physically demanding.  I have bruises and bumps.  It goes with the territory.  Those steers can be pretty nasty.

7.  What tips do you have for someone who wants to get started in rodeo?

     Well, it is not for the weak, but the rewards are great.  The people are a good group to be around.  It is an old sport, a lot of history here, and that makes you feel good.  I would stress that people come out to our college rodeo.  It is definitely a good experience and if you have never been to a rodeo, you can see what it’s like. 

8.  What health benefits have you seen through your participation in rodeo events?

     I can’t think of anything.  There is a sense of pride, and that does make you feel good.  You have to learn to be mentally tough.  You have to have a high threshold of pain.  You know it’s going to happen.

9.  Do you have any warm-up and cool-down tips?

     I always stretch before steer wrestling: legs, arms, run a few laps to get warm.  You are only out there for five seconds, and you don’t want to tear anything.

10.  How do you incorporate nutrition into your workout routine?

     During wrestling season I worry about my weight.  I have to stay healthy.  But basically, I always eat healthy.  I have a knowledge of what is good for me.  I also know what’s not good for me: pizza, cheeseburgers and fries.  During the rodeo season, I try to not eat garbage.  So, during the week, I cook for myself.  I eat mostly protein and vegetables, and a lot of meat.  When you are on the road with rodeo, it is hard to eat healthy in restaurants.

 

 

Hotel Lincoln


Parks has turned a Lincoln tradition into a must see and experience.

  

     The Hotel Lincoln and Log Gastropub have served overnight patrons and gourmet foodies since Laurie, her father, Don Tuschoff, and stepson, Kevin Parks, bought the business in 2011.

 

     It’s the ambiance of the food, the stay, and the passion for cooking that keep the satisfied tales coming from customers.

 

     The reputation that Parks, originally from Clarkston, Washington, has garnered in a short time, gained her the delight of being chosen the University of Great Falls 2013 Taste of Montana Chef. 

    

     “A gentleman asked if I would be interested and I was very honored and excited to say ‘yes’,” she says.

 

     Parks will be at the helm for the event Monday, May 13, at the UGF campus. 

 

     She will be in the company of all the great cooks in her life: her husband and Grill Sargeant Ed Parks; her brother and sous Chef, Jamie Tuschoff; and her favorite prep cook and baker, Kathy Bennett.

 

     Rolling up her sleeves to prepare and cook for a major event is hardly new to Parks.  From 1996 until 2001 she owned and operated “the Dill Pickle Deli and We’re Cookin’ Now!,” a catering business in Lewiston, Idaho.

  

     Later, she left the hospitality business and went back to study at the University of Montana.

 

    She readily admits, “I stalked my son Nathan to Missoula where we studied different fields until we graduated in 2008.”

 

     It was while she was working on a Master’s degree that she and her husband were out for a drive and stopped in Lincoln discovering the Hotel Lincoln which was for sale.

 

  “We walked in and instantly fell in love.   I could see the restaurant, the celebrations, the customers and my family happy in one beautiful place.   We moved to Lincoln in December of 2010.”

 

        Putting college studies aside, Parks’ passion from the eighties, when she started cooking, was resurrected.  And, she harkens to the past and the great chefs that have influenced her, though she hasn’t always followed the trends.  In fact, for a new dish (or an old dish) to make it on her menu it has to have the “OMG factor.”

      Today, she cooks with the freshest items available and starts with raw ingredients ninety per-cent of the time.  Three things that you won’t find in her kitchen are: a deep fryer, a microwave, or a mixer.

 

     Starting from scratch, Parks throws her hard working self in all the pictures.

 

     “No toques for me.  I have to run the hotel, the happy hour, and everything else as well.”  

  

     For the sixth annual Taste of Montana event, Parks has created a four course menu around wild caught salmon.

 

Logs Signature House Salad

Baby greens with pecans, Asian pears, huckleberries, balsamic vinaigrette and warm leeks.

 

Fresh baked baked demi-loaves of bread

 with balsamic reduction and Extra Virgin Olive Oil.

 

Poached Atlantic Salmon with Wild Montana Skies Sauce.

 Wild caught Atlantic Salmon poached in court bouillion, served on steamed fingerlings with sweet peas, celery, green bean and leeks, topped with a blushing butter sauce the color of a wild Montana sunset.

 

Mango Mosaic

Haagen Daz vanilla bean ice cream, Haagen Daz mango sorbet and huckleberries pureed in Chambord, frozen artistically in a loaf pan, then sliced.  It looks like stained glass, but tastes like Haagen Daz!

 

 

If you go:

University of Great Falls

Fundraiser

Sixth Annual Taste of Montana

Monday, May 13, 2013

Tickets:  $100

Call: 791-5310   

 

    

 

 

From 96 until 2001 I owned and operated “We’re Cookin’ Now!” catering and “The Dill Pickle Deli. 

Rolling for Bon Buns


Rolling for Bon Buns – story by Polly Kolstad Published: Great Falls Tribune 5/21/2013 
 
     It’s seven thirty in the morning, and Susie Knight and Don Hanson are already kneading, punching, and revitalizing dough.  A couple of dueling “doughies,” they are out to get the sweet roll that rules them all: the cinnamon rolls and sticky Bon Buns from the old Parisian Room at the Paris of Montana which later became the Bon Marche in Great Falls.
     It’s a walk down memory lane, with a sweet bite from decades ago.  Knight’s father, Frank, had the homemade candy business on the first floor of the department store from the 1950s to the 1970s.  Hanson’s father was a sign maker and often penned posters and sales signage for the various departments within the store.  Cinnamon rolls and Bon Buns were part of the family; beyond compare.
       Laughter and reflection percolates as coffee is poured and a gregarious gang of old high school pals assimilate.  These serious bun lovers have finally tracked down the regaling recipe.  And though they are a couple of hours away from the showcase; the rolls of life, the ones to savor, dominate the conversation.
     Doubtful, a singular waft of cinnamon pervades the walls of what today is the NEW building on the corner of Fourth Street and Central Avenue.  Yet, the nostalgic essence strayed from bakers ovens for decades, even out onto the street where, according to John McIntosh there was a line that formed at ten o’clock every morning for the fifty cent privilege of getting a hot one with coffee.  For McIntosh whose family had McIntosh Taylors, a twenty minute coffee break was worth it if you queued up before they sold out.
     Steps away, Leslie Stafford would run from her work at Doris Photo Studio to get a roll for herself or purchase several for her parents, Cliff and Barbara Rumford who owned Great Falls Sporting Goods.  
     The real appeal is credited by some to Nadine Worth who worked at the Paris from 1955 through the 1980s. She learned how to make the rolls on her own, from scratch. Part of her secret success, according to Helen DeVoss, was her large hands.  She was a short, stout, jolly lady, who arrived at the cafĂ© kitchen to begin assembling and kneading the sweet bread dough at 4:00 am.  Even at home, she baked.  She delighted in making her children’s birthday cake and surrounding the confection with cinnamon rolls.  Worth was 86 years old when she died in 2010.
    If there’s one pastry that rules them all, it was the cinnamon rolls that DeVoss remembers in the Parisian Room glittering glass case. You could pick which one you wanted and with each bite let it melt in your mouth while you looked down below to the action on the store’s main street level.
    In those days, few things were more immediately recognizable.
   For Paula Wilmot, employed for a time as a sales clerk in the store, the cinnamon rolls were a big deal.  “That was lunch,” she said.
     “They were huge,” recalls Noreen Udall who waitressed at the Parisian Room throughout her high school years in the 1960s. “And, we were never shy with cubes of butter that went with them.”
      The bakers rolled out cinnamon rolls in giant measure daily.  There were four pans that held twenty-four rolls each: two of the cinnamon and two of the carmel.  That accounts for 96 rolls daily, and they went fast. Employees planned ahead so they could put one aside.   
     As teenager in the sixties and seventies, Steve Gonser worked behind the scenes as a dishwasher. 
     “I would come in to work a half hour early so I could get one of those huge cinnamon rolls.  There were tons of regulars who came in everyday,” said Gonser, who is proud of the fact that he beat the roll rush.        
     No stranger to the making of the rolls, Jeanne Shigley worked at the Paris for twenty-six years and managed the Parisian Room for the last eight years before it closed.  (The Paris of Montana became the Bon Marche and closed in 1998.)    
     Shigley remembers, “In my time, Marge Ethier, and Nadine Worth both worked there.  Shirley Strabeck was the last baker. The reason the rolls turned out so well was because of the amount (bulk) of the recipe and the brick lined ovens that raised them to be so light.”    
     “I watched the bakers make the carmel rolls.  The topping was just brown sugar, butter and cream, and the frosting for the cinnamon rolls (drizzled on while they were hot), was powdered sugar thinned with water.”  
     Acclaim abounds for these coffee saucer size rolls while Shigley notes that they shipped them all over the world.  Worth was even invited to Seattle to show the administration at the store’s headquarters her baker’s style of making cinnamon rolls.
     On this bright spring day, the many spins on Bon Buns turned to drooling as the fragrant pans emerged from the oven. The appetites for these long sought after rolls defy any virtue of table manners.  They are drizzled with sugar glaze and handed over to the waiting crowd.  Conversation died with satisfied sighs of taste delights.  The best ever cinnamon rolls were devoured, and any remaining morsels were carefully wrapped.
     The raving repast continued: rolling for Bon Buns circa 2013.
       
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The Parisian Room Cinnamon Rolls or Bon Buns
Sweet Roll Dough
½ cup warm water
2 pkg. dry yeast
½ cup sugar
½ cup shortening or butter
2 eggs, beaten
2 teaspoons salt
1 ½ cups warm milk
7 cups flour
     Combine warm water and yeast.  Let sit until it foams.  Combine the sugar, salt, shortening, milk, and eggs.  Then, put in the yeast mixture and mix well until shortening has melted.  Add enough flour to knead the dough on a floured board until it is smooth and elastic.  Be sure to use all the flour.
     Put in a greased bowl.  Let rise until doubled (about 45 minutes).  Punch down.  Let rise until doubled again.  Punch down.
      Roll dough out on a floured board.  Spread with soft butter and sprinkle with a mixture of sugar, cinnamon, and raisins or nuts.  Roll up in a log and cut into slices; about 1 ½ inches wide.
     For carmel rolls, while dough is in last rising stage, make the carmel topping:
     ½ cup melted butter
     2 cups brown sugar
     1 cup ½ & ½  cream
       Combine all ingredients in a bowl and mix together. 
Pour half the carmel topping into a 9 x 13 inch pan.  (use other half in another 9 x 13 inch pan).  Carefully place half the rolls in pan leaving space between to rise until double.   Bake at 375 degrees for 20 minutes.  Remove from oven.  Cool a bit.  Turn pan upside down while still warm onto platter.
     For cinnamon rolls:  Place in a buttered 9 x 13 inch pan leaving space between to rise until double.
Bake at 375 degrees for 20 minutes.  Remove from oven.  Drizzle with glaze: powdered sugar/water mixture.
      Recipe makes two 9 x 13 inch pans.
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