Food has roots, too

Those of you who haven’t called, written or stopped me or my staff on the street to talk about this project should step right up. Both of you; everybody else has.

The response to this column from readers has been amazing. When Carol Tashie first suggested I try the Localvore Challenge, I wanted to get readers involved, somehow. But coordinating a group — starting with finding willing

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There’s a reason this isn’t called the localvore holiday.

It’s time to talk about time.

First, the good news: My family is happy that I am coming home every night to eat dinner instead of reheating what’s in the fridge at midnight or getting take-out to eat at my desk. And I’m happy to have an excuse to get out of the office for an hour in the evening.

Now the bad news: This experiment has about doubled the time and effort my wife puts into preparing food. Think about… Continue

Since I started this project last week, someone brought up the idea that eating localvore is a yuppie affectation and unrealistic for the average Joe or Jane.

Guilty as charged.

Unfortunately, it's the easiest thing in the world to feed your family on junk food, fast food, over-processed food and what "Married with Children" once called "near-food products." Go into your local convenience store and think about that statement. Sadly, Skittles are not a fruit.

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If anybody knows the perils and benefits of buying local food, it’s David Raymond, owner, gardener, chef and salesman for Salsa from the Gut.

Unlike some other brands of “Vermont” salsa, Raymond’s product is almost all-local, from the tomatoes through the chilies. He makes it in his garage — his next-door neighbor, fortunately, loves the smell — in the Rutland neighborhood whose nickname graces his product.

There are times in the dark of winter when he can’t buy local vegetable… Continue

I'm not eating my lawn; it just tastes like it.

Today is the first day of actually embarking on the Localvore Challenge after a couple of weeks of thinking about it and a weekend of hunting up foodstuffs that have traveled less than 100 miles to our table.

I'm eating lunch at my desk as I write this, and the Cabot-cheddar-on-homemade-bread sandwich is delicious. The salad greens are another story. The greens themselves - some from the farmers market, some from neighbors' garden… Continue