Salt Set
$24-$54
*depending on jar styleTaken from website:
A toolbox of finishing and cooking salts for every kitchen, every day!
Salt is the most powerful ingredient in the kitchen. Every natural salt has its own personality - minerals, moisture content, color, and crystals as diverse as snowflakes. Take advantage of these characteristics and suddenly a whole new vista of culinary opportunities presents itself. Using the right salt the right way is the easiest and most cost-effective way to celebrate every meal.
The Starter Set includes six salts--three salts for everyday cooking and seasoning and three salts for sparkle and pizzazz. It comes in three sizes: a small salt sampler in tins, a beautiful cork-topped glass jar that's a little bigger, and the largest size, in glass-lidded jars that are great for everyday use in the kitchen.
Bitterman's Fleur de Sel - Delicate, irregular crystals for eggs, meats, veggies, pastas, soups. The ultimate multi-purpose sea salt! From Guatemala!
Bitterman's Sel Gris - Bold, moist mineral rich salt with balanced taste for steaks, roasts, beans, brines, pasta water. The ultimate salt for all-purpose cooking, and a great replacement for commercial kosher salts. From France!
Bitterman's Flake - Snowflake-like crystals with a crispy texture and a salinity so other-worldly it will transport any dish it touches. Think anything fresh: salads, veggies from the garden, fish. From New Zealand!
Black Lava - Shards of rugged black specks add visual and textural pizzazz on fruit, pasta, potato and green salads. Also ideal as a finishing touch on creamy soups and sauces, or pastas. Made in Oregon!
Molokai Red - Coarse red grains from Hawaii for sprinkling on top of fresh fish, fruit, avocados. From Hawaii!
Alaska Alder Smoked - Delicate, pyramidal crystals cold smoked over alder wood. Fresh, almost sweet flavor with a touch of smoke to boot. From Alaska!
Net weight by volume:
Tins: .5-1oz each
Taster Cork Tops: 1.2oz each
Small Jars: 2oz each
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Where did the name The Meadow come from?
The vision for our shop was to create a place that feels like coming home. It is a welcoming place where we can slow down and enjoy ourselves. It’s a place you dream of stumbling into, as if by magic, as you wander through town, a place filled with fresh flowers and friendly people, with strange discoveries everywhere. Where else could such a place be but The Meadow?
A note from the owner - Mark Bitterman.
When I was 19 years old, I dropped out of college...
got a job as a typesetter, bought a ‘68 VW Van to sleep in, saved up some money, sold the van, and moved to France, where I landed a job fixing up a chateau lost in the woodsy mountain range just north of the Pyrenees. When I wasn’t restoring eight-foot-tall oak shutters or building a stone wall, I’d shoot off on a motorcycle I’d picked up cheap to explore. One day, at a truck stop restaurant, I took a bite of the lunch special—steak and French fries—and that’s when everything changed for me.
A single crystal of salt...
The steak was studded with silvery chunks of coarse salt, with a minerally zing electrifying every bite. How can a steak be transcendent? I headed for the Atlantic coast where I met the salt maker, a humble but dashing man who gestured expansively over the wetlands where his salt farm lay and explained to me the simple facts of his trade: “This salt farm has been in continuous operation since Medieval monks established the system on the foundation of Roman salt works who built on Celtic salt works that go back to prehistory.” I was flabbergasted. A single crystal of salt had telescoped me through time and bound me in some intimate and unexpected ways to people and land and history itself.
Back then I would have never predicted I'd be working a retail shop.
But then again, I would never have predicted finding sushi at a county fair, or a veggie burger that bleeds, or a successful croissant-doughnut hybrid. I went back to college. I tried my hand at import/export in Paris. I sold wine. I built a database at The Metropolitan Museum of Art. I CEO-ed a dot com company. I published news on superconductivity. A son was born, then a second. All the while, I travelled more often than is normal. One day my ex-wife and I decided to do the logical thing and open a flower shop. “And we can put all your salts in there too…. Get them out of the basement,” she said.
There was not a single molecule of my being that understood what I was getting myself into.
But there was a motive lurking deep down inside. All the years I’d travelled, all the joys and worries raising kids, all the sorrows and triumphs of an unsettled professional, had left me with a feeling that was only growing, taking on clarity, and quietly insisting on finding form. Bound up in this discovery of salt many years before was the realization that life is unspeakably beautiful, but you have to put yourself out there to see it. You have to give things a try, give people a try, risk yourself. What makes our lives meaningful and a joy are our connections to one another, to our history, and to our planet.
Bound up in this discovery of salt many years before was the realization that life is unspeakably beautiful...
... but you have to put yourself out there to see it. You have to give things a try, give people a try, risk yourself. What makes our lives meaningful and a joy are our connections to one another, to our history, and to our planet.
The Meadow was founded to give life to these shared connections. Salt, chocolate, bitters, flowers. Craft made salt for the delight of cooking and sharing a meal. Artisan chocolate bars for fun and sensual pleasure. Cocktail bitters for the drinks that bring friends together. Fresh cut flowers for the beauty of nature brought home. It was perfect!
The only problem was, I had zero idea how to run a retail shop.
Worse, I actually shied away from selling things. I just wanted to welcome people into the shop and then, once I had them cornered, tell stories about the people, places, and history salt, chocolate, bitters, and flowers. Looking back, this was a weird way to be. Yet to this day the underlying sentiment of each of our team members remains the same. Every day is like an impromptu cocktail party, a welcoming place for creating and fostering connections.
I remember our first few summers. Things were often slow back then. Sometimes I would just close the door and put a sign out saying “I’m at the brewery across the street. Come get me or call me on my cell and I’ll be right over!” We try not to do that any more, but if we do, we hope you’ll come over and join us.
With love,
Mark Bitterman
P.s. Now I'd like to think we have some idea of how to run a shop!
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Product is made by The Meadow.