The farm stand has been open a few months now, and word is slowly spreading. We sold out of bread again today and every time that happens it feels like a small victory. My heart sings. For a time there I baked bread, and it rained. I baked bread, and it rained again. Daily, I took excess bread to friends and neighbors and forced them into bread comas.

Our farmhouse minestrone is an end-of-day sigh of relief. Wholesome goodness, from our own lands, with an easy-peasy stress free prep that makes it even more satisfying.

Launch a farm stand in 101 not-so-easy steps…..

Patullo House Farm Stand has been an idea that existed in my mind for what seemed forever. It started with a fold up table, rather unceremoniously wheeled out into our driveway on a little wagon I picked up from Tractor Supply. I zip tied the table to the wagon, and covered the entire, rather inelegant operation, in a piece of black fabric. It was a short jaunt from the garage to the driveway, but offered a neat solution to the copious amounts of bread that was emerging from my oven. To my intense surprise, what started as an endeavor to simply cover my growing ingredient costs—and to find a home for all the food we could not possibly consume ourselves—the demand for baked goods simply…well, rose!