Book Review: All Natural* by Nathanael Johnson

Turns out I was reading something old and something new from the very same press last week. Guess who?

When I heard about the new book “All Natural” by Nathanael Johnson, I was immediately intrigued.  There are not many writers who delve openly and honestly into questions about whether “natural” approaches to eating, childbirth, and medicine are actually healthier. Most people come at these topics with pretty strong leanings or an all-out agenda already in place. So those of us who want to figure it out for ourselves are usually left reading two wildly opposing opinions and trying to sort it out on our own. Nathanael Johnson offers a rare helping hand that might save some of us from late night Google searches about what to put in our children’s lunchbox or how to approach our next medical question. He delves into all of these questions and takes readers along as he speaks to scientists, offers historic perspective and generally travels around with an open mind and a sense of humor.

The research is thorough and as is the full rambling title,“All Natural: A Skeptic’s Quest to Discover If the Natural Approach to Diet, Childbirth, Healing, and the Environment Really Keeps Us Healthier and Happier.” What makes the writer’s perspective so unique is that he was raised by extremely natural orientated hippies and he is able to look back honestly at what worked and did not work for him without mocking or attacking his parents approach. He is not the conservative child of hippies rejecting how he was raised, but he looks critically at each piece before he decides how he wants to raise his own family. He is honestly trying to decide which pieces he wants to carry forward based on the best available science, not values and emotions. As a bonus, his personal story compelling and very funny and he keeps the reader laughing while we approaching topics that usually make people tense and angry instead.

When I read this interview in Mother Jones, I expected to relate to the writer’s perspective as a new parent struggling to make the best possible choices between nature and technology. It turned out I enjoyed the writing even more than I expected and I was surprised to find myself learning so much about topics I have already spent a chunk of my life thinking about like nutrition, farming and natural childbirth. I am fascinated by honest discussions about why so many of us are drawn to “natural” lifestyles. I am especially intrigued when the conversation includes discussions of real pros and cons rather than being rooted in one particular ideology. I can relate to his quest since I also spend a lot of time trying to make the right choices, which can sometimes leave me Googling late into the night. In the end, I often find myself splitting the difference.

For example, I chose natural childbirth in a very conventional hospital setting with all the precautions in place.  As far as nutrition, the food in our house is mostly organic and plant based but I will allow my children to eat artificially colored birthday cake outside the home (in fact they may be doing that right now as I write). It can be lonely and uncomfortable and sometimes I worry that I am not firm enough, but I seem to remain in the gray area much of the time. Other times I remain firm but see the irony of my choice.  Once I got on the beltway to return my “not natural enough” mattress and realized in traffic that I did not tie it down that well. So, I know, we need to keep all of this in perspective with the rest of the safety questions in life like driving with a poorly tied down mattress is (duh) super dangerous.  But it can be tricky and we all lose perspective sometimes so it is great to have books like this to help lead the way.

We need more writers like Nathanael Johnson exploring the gray areas beyond what we think we know, what we believe in and what we want to be true.  He wades deep into polarized debates and listens to many sides of conversations on natural childbirth, nutrition, raw milk and alternative medicine.  He travels the country, talks to all kinds of experts and visits fascinating places including farms, hospitals and natural birth centers.  Each chapter contains exhaustive research and historical perspective.  His stories about his own childhood keep the book rooted, funny and personal.

In the end, the book put me in a better position to make the hard choices I need to make as a mother, as a farmer and as a consumer of food and medical care. And while it can be uncomfortable and lonely to hang out in the gray area, it is probably where I want to remain, and it is good to know I am not alone! By the way, Nathanael Johnson is on a speaking tour right now, maybe you will be able to catch one of his events his schedule is here.

(My disclosure: I received a free review copy of this book from the publisher, thanks Rodale! My copy is now available to loan to local friends.)

Shabbat and Farming Piece

Those of us in in the mid-Atlantic are hopeful that tonight will bring our first real snowstorm of the winter.  We need the moisture and I am ready for a nice mid-week snow day. Maybe it will give me a chance for a real post tomorrow if we don’t lose power.

In the meantime, I want to share an article I have up on Huffington Post Religion today about the challenges of trying to do better at observing Shabbat beyond Friday night during the farm season.  Please jump over there to read it and feel free to leave a comment there if you like.  This article was a long time coming, and wound up having lots of different incarnations (too many in fact).  I am happy to see if finally out in the world.

Thanks for reading and your support!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Check out Food Politic – A Newborn Journal

Since I seem to be becoming a regular on Twitter (follow me @thelettuceedge)  I am finding out about millions of great things that are happening in the world.  I think that is where I learned about a new online journal called “Food Politic”.  They are up and running and the site looks really great.  So, check them out in general, support them if you like and read my new article about why the farm bill was such a disappointment which was posted there today.  You might recognize the photo.

And, I am so pleased that the Huffington Post decided to run the article yesterday.  I hope to continue writing for them, what an amazingly engaged community of readers they have.  It is a little overwhelming.

Chickweed and my Jewish Farming Retreat

Last weekend my family attended this amazing retreat in Baltimore, the Beit Midrash at the Pearlstone Center.  You can read my article about the retreat in the Jewish Daily Forward here.

I have to say  absolutely love pluralistic Jewish events, especially when we get to talk about farming.  I have been thinking a lot more about the idea of shmitta, the once in every 7 year sabbatical from farming and I am sure I will be writing more about that soon.

One very compelling piece of shmitta is the idea that if you had to feed your family without any farming, you would be more aware of all of the wild plants available to you. And it would also seem required to teach this plant literacy to your children.   I heard that there are some people trying to include a wild edible plant dish in every Shabbat meal as sort of a practice or way of envisioning shmitta.  I love that idea of that practice.

Here is some wonderful nutritious chickweed already greening up on our farm in February.  It steams down to very little, but it is delicious in salad or soups.

chickweed

 

 

 

Hoop Dreams

half hoopSo, we seem to always be building or rebuilding a new hoophouse around here.  And with each one, we pin our new hopes for an amazing farm year.   I remember talking to one of the Mennonite farmers we work with one winter day when he was finishing a new hoophouse.  He said, “I had a dream that the house was filled with cucumbers strung all the way up to the roof, and I just walked through with the children picking and eating them.”  Sweet dream.

One of our other houses has the plastic removed because it is time to replace it.  A neighbor came by this week to ask if we were planning to use it, he was hoping to buy it and move it to his new garden around the corner.  But we still have plans for that hoophouse too (it is where we start seedlings).  I told him how to build a smaller, affordable garden version and he left with some hoop dreams of his own.   He talked about all the plants his wife would raise this summer.

On the last of the freezing cold days, it is nice to imagine our filling hoophouses and garden beds.  This year, I am hoping to make a dedicated children’s garden, finally get around to naming our hoophouses with whimsical signs, and growing lots of great food.  I am also dreaming up some classroom space in our newest hoophouse so we can offer some garden workshops this year.

I will add some photos of our newest house under construction, but in the meantime here is one of our older houses covered in snow.

yes, this is my farm too, winter 2012