Our hope is that when possible, the customer will in turn support the producer and consequently, sustain the small farm agricultural economy of the region. Another hope is that we are consuming "fresh" ingredients that have seen minimal storage and preservation.
Now that the Polar Vortex is a distant nightmare and the Farmer's Market has begun to show many signs of life, I'm finally ready to dust off my salad bowl and start preparing for summer. And now that Memorial Day is officially upon us, that can only mean one thing: It's time to get grilling.
As you consider a spring getaway, make sure to take note of one of the country's best-kept secrets, The Blackberry Farm located in East Tennessee. The 4,200-acre private estate is surrounded by lush green scenery, unparalleled luxury, Southern hospitality and gourmet cuisine.
Lent is an extraordinary time to establish our joys in the everyday. We give those things up so we can focus on the ordinary and make our lives more consistent with our Gospel call to love ourselves and what we do. Falling in love with the ordinary is subversive.
The bounty before the breach, the treasure trove of the dirt farmer, the end-of-season Union Square greenmarket. An eager gatherer, I approach the market with two empty canvas bags and a pocket full of cash.
There's an old story that's just starting to be told again in the Ozarks. Or maybe these days it's being told more loudly and by a new generation of young farmers and entrepreneurs. Isn't that the way most stories begin again?