I remember school cafeteria food -- with a certain amount of horror -- but not actually eating it. What I remember was our lunch lady cashier, who was huge and mustached and who scared the bejesus out of me. Once, as I paid for lunch, I dropped a coin into my spaghetti.
The quality of food fed to seniors by assisted living facilities and senior centers will continue to plummet unless we begin to place the same level of importance and social value in what and how we feed them as we do our children.
Some gardeners scoff at the idea of planting by the moon signs, while others claim the natural rhythms help make their crops more prolific. My feeling? Why not play around with it and see what happens?
It surprised us to learn that despite the many farms on the island and trees dripping with citrus, many of the children living on Maui don't have access to fresh fruits and veggies and have no idea how they grow or where they come from.
What is it exactly that is so threatening about the concept of in-school food and agriculture education like The Edible Schoolyard? What is it that so peeved Caitlin Flanagan in a now-famous rant in The Atlantic?