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Celebrating life through food and building community resilience through local economy Celebrating life through food…really isn’t anything new. But in this blog something might surprise you about the benefits of gathering your local produce to build your local economy as a collective community member. Setting foot in a supermarket is truly an incredible experience. Our ancestors could never have dreamed of such abundance: fruits and vegetables from all over the world and to boot available all year...

I live in New Orleans, a town known for many things, including delicious food and Mardi Gras. When you live here, you forget that the rest of the world doesn’t share in many of the same traditions and experiences that make up life here. Not everyone makes groceries, or eats red beans and rice on Monday, or packs cold Popeye’s chicken in their purse for a parade. If you have never been to Mardi Gras, you...

The best advice I ever received came from a family member about 10 years ago. I don’t remember what I was saying (probably something really nice) when an uncle interrupted me abruptly and said, “You are one of those people that just wants everyone to like you! I can’t stand you people. You need to let that go.” Maybe I should have been offended, but instead I felt immediately showered in light. I didn’t have a...

Prevention. How to keep ourselves from being unnecessarily vulnerable. As we take these critical immediate measures, it’s painfully obvious as each day passes that these solutions aren’t sustainable. This is life, but this is no way to live. The pandemic is showing us how deeply connected we all are, and how even our smallest actions have impact, for better or for worse. The questions we need to ask ourselves right now are: “What are the sustainable solutions...

When I was a kid, I often had trouble going to sleep. I would plod down the steps in a pink frilly rayon nightgown, my mother clasping my hand. She’d place a kid-sized plastic cup, also pink, in the microwave with what couldn’t have been more than a half cup of milk. Sixty seconds later, my belly would be full of warm liquid, and my eyelids would get a little heavier. Then back to my room, under...