
Despite the title this isn’t a posting about politics or mega business. Rather, it’s an apt description of my feelings each week when I pick up my box at the farm and then begin to consume the goodies. I am connected to this food, to the people who plant it, care for it and harvest it. I am connected to the community this family is part of, and I am connected - through greetings in the farmyard on Wednesdays, through the recipe blog and through the Taproot site - to the others who share this food.
These connections are so important and I am beginning to realize what a privilege it is to be part of this CSA. And like many privileges, it may be one that many of us have taken for granted in the past. Having grown up (I always hesitate using that phrase as I’m not sure I want to admit to being grown up) on a farm in Nova Scotia I’ve always had a really good sense of where my food comes from and the efforts that go into getting it from farm to table. Being trained as a Home Economist and then working for years in the environmental area has meant that I’ve continued to look at the quality of my food and the land that it comes from. But so many people are not so lucky. The only source they can identify for their food is the grocery store and they have no concept of the number of hands that have been involved in insuring that the food is there for their consumption – and convenience.
I was looking at a website last night that is home to the Real Food Challenge (http://realfoodchallenge.org/) an organization that encourages students in Universities and Colleges to take responsibility for their food choices. It’s an amazing resource. A quote included in their introductory slide show is particularly pertinent to this posting – when people have a connection to the land they have hope in their lives (John Steinbeck). How true – and in these times of economic downturn , employment stresses, environmental destruction and all sorts of other things, having this connect and this hope is beyond wonderful.
Apart from “just” being a part of this, there is another really important privilege that most of us share. Take a look at the recipe exchange and you’ll see that most of us have resources at hand and some knowledge and skills that let us turn the produce we receive into delicious and creative meals. This in itself is a privilege that many of us may take for granted. But there is a whole generation of folks coming along who know nothing beyond prepared and/or convenience food. A student of min once asked me if I knew how to turn the bag of pinto beans he had in his hand into the kind he could get a Mexican restaurants. And he was very serious – he had a commitment to his health and to the environment but no skills or knowledge to draw on. I had a Mother and grandmother who started from scratch every meal – actually a store bought cookie was a real treat in our house. But just as our society has appeared to lose respect for farms and farming, we’ve also ceased to value time spent learning to cook or preparing food. So many other things appear to be so much more important in our daily lives. But when it comes right down to it, is there anything more important?
As for the rhubarb pie – one of the many privileges! The minute I saw the rhubarb in my box I knew exactly what I’d be making that very night. Incidentally, raw rhubarb is one of the very few things Labrador Retrievers won’t eat! But they do love their pie – especially with ice cream!