Words by Justin McCarty, Photos by Rebecca Shenton
The Tilley family, which has cultivated the land on which Agrarian Ales sits since 1985 as an organic farm, and their compatriots have grown something better from their land than just fresh organic produce, it has become a place for good food, good beer, good friends, and good farming.
Words and Photos by Gibson Holland and Nick Toole
Our most recent drive home from Dickinson College marked the end of a tradition. We wanted to end our tradition on a high note. We see ourselves as (amateur, but proud) beer geeks, and the logical choice was to visit a couple breweries as we drove home. We wanted more than a simple tour; we wanted to talk to the brewers, the owners, and the drinkers.
collected and described by Zach Kaiser, Cartoon by Benjamin Slyngstad
This is our weekly collection of stories, videos, and insights on the minds of the authors at The Artisan Situation. We recommend reading these after Sunday Brunch.
Interview and photos by Zach Kaiser
Welcome to our new series call Thoughts from the Grange. A series of sit-down interviews with young farmers and food entrepreneurs. Brody Mcallister is thoughtful, opinionated, and knowledgable about what makes the Baltimore-area community special, but also vulnerable. The conversation started with discussions about dogs and family, but suddenly dove deep into the fabric that guides our food decisions.
Words by Zach Kaiser, Photos by Nick Bailey
Big Hill is bringing people closer to their local agriculture, but at their core they simply want to provide the best experience they can through their cider. Their identity isn't simply farm-to-glass cider making, they are making cider that speaks to their community and connects to the identity of Adams County Pennsylvania.
Words and Photos by Emily Bowie
The drive to the Old Fort Farm in Hesperus, Colorado is deceptively steep. From downtown Durango I rose steadily, almost imperceptibly, and gained a thousand feet within minutes. With a bit of navigating, I located the Fields to Plate farmers. The small crew was harvesting a thousand-pound beet sunset: red, gold, pink, purple. The bounty seemed unlikely for such a dry, high altitude location; so, I set forth to learn how they did it.
