tinear seasonal is
a record of land, seasons
and labor.
our purpose
On this site, you’ll find essays about beer, orchards, food and family from one small piece of rural New York. They begin with work — brewing, planting, cooking — but they’re really about the lives that grow from it.
the family and the land
tinear seasonal sits on a small piece of family land in Gasport, New York. Three generations have lived here. A fourth now wanders its edges.
The name comes from my late grandmother, Evelyn Kam, who used to warn misbehaving grandchildren, “I’ll put a tin ear on you, kid.”
For years, I thought a “tinear” was a real thing and wondered where exactly she planned to put it.
The name stuck.
what this is
I spent 14 years in Florida before coming home to New York in 2024 with plans to brew more beer. Time and the seasons had other ideas.
Beer refused to ferment in the cold. Trees needed planting before spring slipped away. Native plants found their way home. My dad died. My son got older.
So did I.
Now I’m trying to stay with one piece of land long enough to understand it — to plant things, care for things and see what changes.
Not everything will work out. Some trees will die. More batches will fail.
But if I pay attention long enough, this place usually has something to teach me.
visiting
If you’d like to follow along, subscribe to the occasional email or read through the essays. They’re free, and I hope they earn your time.
If you’d like something to keep, I’m happy to send a copy of the current essay collection. Just ask.
Tinear Seasonal isn’t a business, restaurant or shop. Nothing here is for sale.
But if you ever find yourself curious enough to visit, reach out. I’d be glad to show you around.