November 8, 2011 | 0 comments
A sun-drenched acre of land on a crisp autumn day; middle schoolers, grubbing in the dirt. Here’s the gallery of a morning spent touring Alice Waters’ Edible Schoolyard.
Notice all the spaces for gathering? I’ll have more this week on the experience.
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I don’t like food, I love it. And if I don’t love it, I don’t swallow. – Anton Ego, Ratatouille There’s a meal we had in Paris (two, actually) that is still haunting my taste buds. The first and only … Please read on
The day is sunny and chillier than it looks, with the kind of nip in the air that makes East Coasters recall perfect apple-picking days. Berkeley isn’t for apple picking though, at least not today; today is for grubbing in … Please read on