Meet the author
Photo © Dixie Sheridan
Tamar Haspel has been writing about food and health for over a decade. She’s written for Self, Glamour, Relish, Men’s Health, Fitness, Prevention, Health, Cooking Light, and other magazines of that ilk, as well as USA Today and the Washington Post. She’s co-authored two books – Dreaded Broccoli (Scribner, 1999) and I’ve Got Your Back (NAL, 2007) – and has a third in the works. After spending most of her career in Manhattan, she recently moved to Cape Cod with her husband, Kevin Flaherty. She’s adjusting well.
You can reach Tamar at tamar@starvingofftheland.com.
Hey Tamar!
Any lady with a man named Kevin Flaherty has superb taste in my book!
We love your blog – just maybe write another post in between modelling neoprene waders (I have notified Vogue magazine) and shooting bear :-)
I guess it’s not too much of a coincidence that your goals and ours are quite similar, if 5,000 miles apart. Thing is that you made the BIG move. We just modified our existing environment. Respect to you guys.
The very best of good luck and our best wishes to you both.
Danny
Danny — Thanks for your good wishes, and for bringing my neoprene-clad backside to the attention of Vogue. I’ll be following your exploits at Cottage Smallholder.
Just met you at Osterville Library and found you so fascinating, keep up the great dirty work. See you soon. eileen
Couldn’t resist saying hello when I saw your name on the Cottage Smallholder site. My middle name is Tamar and I haven’t come across anyone else with that name apart from my Godmother who I was named after. My husband and I moved out to Latvia last year and earlier on this year took responsibility for 33 acres of wood and arable land. We also have a modernised Soviet era apartment with an allotment out the back. We are doing pretty well for veg and next year hope to branch into chickens.
Hearing adventures like yours confirms my desire to return to farming and living a more self sufficient life. Having grown up on a farm in upstate NY, we grew our own veggies, , can our crops, churn butter, make wine, milk cows, tend to the chickens, and a butcher would slaughter and clean our meat. It was a great life and I’m slowly beginning to embrace that again. With the limits of my evil home association, I’m composting (shh, don’t tell), container gardening and vowing to never buy bread from the store again.
My husband and I are looking to get out of AZ to buy some property that we can farm and raise chickens. Did I mention my disdain for home associations?
Loving your blog so far. My sister Amy sent me to it; she attended a oven building class with you last weekend.
Hi Tamar- My folks are local to you (Jane and Don S)and have shared with me about your adventures. I finally remembered to check out your blog and I love it! It’s brought back memories of growing up with our chickens. My husband and I are trying our hand at some form of self sufficiency w/ our small but expanding urban garden. I’ll enjoy following your struggles and successes!
Tamar,
Love reading your blog. Will post a link on my own. I moved to Madison County, (the one in Montana)from Bozeman to grow some of our own food in wind, hail, snow, and sometimes, excellent weather. What an adventure! I think there are many of us who are trying our green thumbs to increase a local food shed. We are even trying it on the community level with Madison Farm to Fork. Stay tuned to hear about our up-coming geothermally heated community greenhouse project, farmers’ market, & school program.
Does the bee suit come in pink?