local food

In a nutshell

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Up the road a few miles from work, there’s a big swath of state land, abutting the Chattahoochee River. Jenn and I took a…

Aim to Peas

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We’ve done it again. Holding the glass up to the light, the rosy-amber liquid swirled and shimmered. Taking a big sniff, the bouquet was bold…

Stupor Market

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“I wouldn’t know what to do with it.” That’s the most common response when someone hears about our weekly CSA subscription, a selection of veggies…

Can for All Seasons

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Ah, July. The time on the wee homestead when every inch of flat space in the house is covered in produce and mason jars,…

Cruisin’ for Brews In…

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Omaha, Georgia? As carefully as we’re choosing our entertainment-dollar-spend this year — because, stupid — it took some cypherin’ when we had friends pitch…

In the ‘No’

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Beef tongue and bone marrow and donut-bun hamburgers? Seriously? In Columbus? And at a venue that has 30 beers on tap, many regionally sourced?…

Fine Point

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“Know your farmer,” is what the kids are all saying these days, right?* When it comes to Pecan Point Farm in Hurtsboro, Alabama, we’ve…

CS-Yay

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Hallelujah. Today was the first spring CSA pickup from Jenny Jack Sun Farm, and not a moment too soon. Our jar count of tomatoes,…

(Gr)attitude

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On this week’s On Being podcast, Brother David Steindl-Rast speaks about the importance of gratitude, and something he said stopped me in my tracks. He…