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June 20, 2013

I Saw God

I saw God….I stood on the moist soil of Bahr Farm and felt the earth slightly sink under my weight. All I saw was green, lush as far as the eye could see, hill after hill. I was in awe that this slice of paradise was only a few short steps from a busy interstate. Here time seemed to stop. I allowed myself to enjoy the scenery, to marvel at God’s creations. I am a city girl, born and raised. Prior to this year, my gardening experience was limited to my Grandmother's rose beds that she nurtured ...

June 18, 2013

A Second Look at Food Deserts: Is Increased Access the Answer?


Recently, some studies have been published with findings that contradict our understanding of food deserts. The New York Times article where this is covered cites two studies. One published last March that used national data (multiple locations) found that poor urban neighborhoods had more fast food restaurants and convenience stores than more wealthy areas, but also had more grocery stores. This study also did not find a connection between proximity of grocery stores and fast food venues to child BMI or eating habits. Additionally, a study on California youth did not find a relationship between proximity of grocery stores and ...

June 5, 2013

Embracing Imperfect Eating

I am going to share with you, a poem:

Enriched flour

and cheese powder,

monosodium glutamate

and ammonium sulfate,

silicon dioxide

and yellow number 5

Okay, it is not really a poem. Just a selection of ingredients you’ll find listed on the back of the store brand cheese-its box in my recycling bin...

It’s the dirty laundry of this food justice advocate. But I air these treason in favor inclusion and the prevention of burnout.

June 3, 2013

The People on the Bus Go... Hungry?

My shoulders sag under the weight of my grocery bags. Sweat drips down my back as I peer down the highway, my eyes scanning traffic for the number 17 bus. It’s five minutes late and the afternoon sun has all but melted me and my fellow bus riders into steaming puddles on the cracked sidewalk. 

casey in a field with bicycle