Single-Source Honeys

Alfalfa Honey
Alfalfa Honey from $4.15
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Basswood Honey - 2oz.
Basswood Honey - 2015 from $4.50
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Buckthorn Honey - 2 oz.
Buckthorn Honey from $4.50
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Buckwheat Honey - 2oz.
Buckwheat Honey from $4.50
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Dandelion Honey - 2oz.
Dandelion Honey - 2015 from $4.50
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Dutch Clover Honey - 2oz.
Dutch Clover Honey - 2015 from $4.15
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Honeydew Honey - 2oz.
Honeydew Honey - Rare! from $5.50
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Locust Honey - 2 oz.
Locust Honey from $4.15
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Fall Wildflower Honey - 2oz.
Fall Wild Flower Honey from $4.15
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Sweet Clover Honey - 2oz.
Sweet Clover Honey from $4.50
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Summer Blossoms Honey - 2oz.
Summer Blossoms Honey from $4.15
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Purple Loosestrife Honey
Purple Loosestrife Honey from $4.50
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Savory Marsh Flowers Honey
Savory Marsh Flowers Honey from $4.50
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News From the Farm

Beekeeping Unplugged! Honey made renewable energy sources.

November 21, 2014

Honeybees rely on the earth & sun to grow flowers that make nectar that fuels the hives. Likewise we want to use the earth & sun to power the energies used to move honey around in our Honey House. Help us build the first & only Solar & Geothermal powered Honey House in America! #amesfarmunplugged  

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The First Spring Honeys are Here!

June 12, 2014

Despite the late spring, wildly fluctuating temperatures, and absurd amounts of rainfall and flooding, the bees have managed to stay hard at work.  They have made great use of the mass Dandelion bloom and are starting to bring in some nectar from the Locust trees as well.  We have begun extracting and bottling them up so you can now find these 2014 harvested honeys in the web store and at our Farmers Market tables at Nicollet, Lyndale, Mill CIty, and Maple Grove!

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The Rise of Toast from Bread

January 18, 2014

  When was the last time that you went out for breakfast and had toast? And no, I don’t mean the weak, mass produced approximation of toast that you get as a side from the local breakfast chain; the toast with the soggy, over-buttered center and dry, empty crust.  I mean toast.  An inch-thick slab of hearty, fresh-baked bread, warm and crisp around the edges.  Glistening with a scrape of Midwestern sweet cream butter.  Then perfectly muddled with locally made small batch jam, chunky with sweet pieces of strawberries.  Or finished with raw, creamy honey, dulcet with summer nectar.  The real deal. The main dish.  Artisan toast. Out in San Francisco, the beginnings of artisan toast can already be found....

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Like Manna From Heaven

December 18, 2013

Like Manna From Heaven

Brian Fredericksen makes out-of-this-world honey right here in Minnesota.

Minnesota honey
Photo by Caitlin Abrams

When Moses led the Israelites into the desert, he brought skeptics, those who thought it a poor idea to undertake a 40-year journey with nary a Noodles & Company in sight. But the Lord provided. Specifically, he provided manna from heaven. Little bits that looked like dew, but on closer inspection were something else, honeydew. In Greek mythology, Zeus nursed on honeydew. Honeydew also pops up in Norse and Chinese mythology and in Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s mythology, too, as Kubla Khan’s food.

If you never heard of it—me neither! I figured manna from heaven was a metaphor. Then Brian Fredericksen, of Ames Farm, showed me a little jar at his table at the Minneapolis Farmers’ Market. “Ever had honeydew?”

The jar cost $5. It was made from honeydew harvested by bees and concentrated into honeydew honey. Sap-sucking bugs such as aphids make honeydew when they stick their little taps into plants, like humans tapping maple trees, and get more sap than they can use, causing it to spill onto leaves. Bees have converted it into honey since time immemorial.

In that massacre of bumblebees in Oregon last spring, when some 25,000 bumblebees were killed on linden trees around a Target parking lot, the bumbles were likely there to gather honeydew. The pesticide that killed them was applied to prevent the aphid-generated honeydew from getting on customers’ cars. Would customers have minded if they knew their cars needed to be washed of the substance that nourished Zeus, Kubla Khan, and Moses? That’s a question best left for the ages, but I can answer this particular question: Honeydew is delicious! Like honey shot through with iron, threaded with a piney, winey ferment, it tastes like something to nurse a Greek god.

Fredericksen coaxes flavors from nature that the rest of us modern humans don’t know are there. He was once a 3M research engineer, with many patents to his credit. One day he decided the point of life was to know the world outside a cubicle. He started Ames Farm, a grand experiment dedicated to bottling raw, local honey in tiny batches.

Most modern bees are kept in hives that are like multi-story apartment buildings; the stories are called supers. Beekeepers typically keep all their bees together in one spot and pull all the honey from all the supers in one batch, because that’s convenient for beekeepers.

Fredericksen doesn’t care about what’s convenient for beekeepers. He cares about what’s interesting. He keeps his bees in 500 hives all over Minnesota. He likes to watch them, see where they get their nectar, and bottle each super separately, labeling each bottle to reflect exactly what it is: This one is from a stand of flowering linden trees in Belle Plaine; this one is from a private restored prairie in Minnetonka when wildflowers were blooming; this one is from a field of buckwheat in Blue Earth. The difference between bottles of honey from different supers, different times is a revelation: One is more minty, more buttery, another more hay-like, lighter.

“I decided to be driven by Mother Nature instead of some other schedule,” he says as he drives around in his truck, checking on hives that hide behind stands of trees or in hollows of hills, buzzing electrically. “If you’re in an office, your whole schedule is about the holidays, deadlines. My whole schedule revolves around the bees. At winter solstice, they stop laying eggs,” he says. “That’s the quiet part of the year. They’re just in their hive, 20,000 or 30,000 of them, with their stored honey, and their stored pollen, and the queen bee, vibrating their bodies to generate heat, and hanging out.”

They can hang out for a long time. Remember last year, when the winter never ended? Ames Farm honeybees were in their hives buried in the snow beside the pines, waiting. When the days get long in March, they come out. “The maple trees and the willows, they’re the first big pollen source, before you would notice a flower anywhere,” Fredericksen says. “Next, the dandelions are the first big nectar source; they’re very important to the bees. Then the basswood, and then in come the prairie flowers, which are all of August. In the fall the bees wind up the season with goldenrod and Joe-Pye weed and hatch the bees which will get them through winter.”

Fredericksen collects some of all of that, and bottles it, for his farmers’ market shoppers. Once in a great while he’ll collect a bit of manna from heaven and bottle that, too, so those with $5 can know what it was like to eat as Moses in a world where nature was second to nothing.

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