The Outsiders: From The Ground Up

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“Blake really emphasizes the importance of people leaving the restaurant feeling nourished by the food, and ultimately that starts with what’s in the soil.”

Story by Vanessa Chang | Photography by Chad Kirkland

Morning on the farm

As improbable as it sounds, 6.5 acres of sandstone mesa in desolate Boulder, Utah is in a verdant state of harvest. Here, sandwiched between the immense rock formations of Grand Staircase Escalante National Monument and Capitol Reef National Park, winter squash ripens in the blazing August sun and several varieties of pole beans flourish in lush tangles climbing up toward the clear blue sky.

Dinosaur kale and rainbow chard grow in neat, green rows alongside Scarlet Nantes carrots and Chioggia beets. A warm breeze carries the subtle scent of heirloom fruit trees, boughs laden with apples. Seventy-nine different varieties of crops thrive here, according to head farmer Tony Jacobson.

Jacobson and farm manager Nina Brownell are out strolling the large, lush plot. Together, along with two other full-time farmers, they created this unexpectedly abundant landscape, which will yield 20,000 pounds of fruits, vegetables, and herbs in 2016 alone.

The farm, dubbed “Blaker’s Acres,” is the brainchild of Blake Spalding and Jen Castle, founders of nearby Hell’s Backbone Grill, and has been supplying the restaurant since its inception in 1999, back when farm-to-table cuisine was still an anomaly in America.

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Instead of focusing on the futility of farming in southern Utah, Jacobson saw the land as a blank slate upon which to build the ideal organic soil. “Blake really emphasizes the importance of people leaving the restaurant feeling nourished by the food, and ultimately that starts with what’s in the soil,” Jacobson says.

One of the ways to build strong, healthy soil just so happens to be by farming it. Jacobson and Brownell did exactly that, with whatever plants survived in the beginning. They added compost made from organic food scraps from the restaurant, and manure from the farm’s goats and chickens.

They also relied on organic soil-builders from trusted sources, as well as the pristine water of a high-desert aquifer buried deep underground.

From mid-April to early November, the team monitors temperatures in both the air and soil. They enrich the land as needed, with compost and tinctures. They use whatever protection is available against frosts, and watch for rain. Farming—much like cooking in this wild, remote landscape—is a tenuous detente between humans and nature.

But when things are going well, like right now, with weekly truckload deliveries to Hell’s Backbone Grill, it’s, as Jacobson says, “paradise.”

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Afternoon at the restaurant

The prep kitchen is a flurry of activity. Dinner is completely booked out for the evening, and every bit of counter space is taken up with peppers mid-dice on colorful cutting boards, and baking sheets lined with ready-to-roast slices of summer squash. The savory scent of allium and olive oils infuses the surrounding air. Wherever there is no cutting board, there is a pile of produce. Tomatoes. Chard. Greens. Peppers. Zucchini. Buckets of orchard fruits wait their turn on the counter.

“We can’t keep up,” says Colleen, a longtime server, with a big grin. She’s stirring a pot of bright red tomato sauce while keeping an eye on the oven—which is slowly drying the tomatoes that will supply next spring’s pantry. “We’ve been pickling and putting up everything we can,” she explains between stirs. Back at the dish station, the staff empties lunch plates into three separate bins: one for the landfill, one for compost, and another for scraps for the chickens.

Beyond the action, in the compact back office, Jen Castle sits with her dog Biscuit. Though she’s the culinary soul behind the restaurant, emails need replies and shift schedules need to be finished. Usually, a glass of red wine helps keep her running smoothly, but today Castle is sipping on homemade chicken bone broth to ward off a cold.

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When the bright desert daylight softens to a golden hue, Blake Spalding arrives. “It’s been our busiest season yet,” she says, placing a votive candle on each dining table. Spalding says she’s lucky if she can manage even a single day off to go for a hike. It’s no wonder, the restaurant has been praised by the likes of Oprah and the New York Times Food section, and has garnered a cult following among foodies.

Spalding and Castle started Hell’s Backbone Grill in 1999, with $3,000 and a year’s worth of free rent from Boulder Mountain Lodge, where the restaurant is still located. The area’s rugged, remote landscape is what originally appealed to them, but at the same time, made it daunting to sustain a full-service restaurant.

It’s not uncommon for restaurants in densely populated places to fold within 24 months. That risk expands exponentially when you open a restaurant in, say, Boulder, Utah, population 222, located literally in the middle of nowhere.

Hell’s Backbone Grill’s success can partially be attributed to the personalities of its owners. As difficult as it has been, the two are unwavering toward each other, like the earth and the sky. Spalding, a practicing Buddhist, firmly believes that they’ve been linked in past lives.

Both are intensely dedicated to each other, as well as to sustainability and environmental ethics, in even the harshest of climates.

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As the dinner shift winds down, Spalding tucks into a bowl of Lemony Cluck, pan-cooked chicken breast in a zingy sauce of lemon, organic shallots, and herbs, served on a bed of farm vegetables and organic brown rice—a slight modification from the menu item, which is served over pasta. “Happiness in terms of this restaurant is in the present tense,” she says between bites. “We’ve given our lives to it, and it’s been miraculous in every moment.”

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