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Friday afternoon I decided to take a last-minute trip up the coast. Every time I've driven it, I've  always had some place to be and up against time.

But not this trip.

Friday I spent time in Santa Barbara and Paso Robles.

Saturday I spent time in Steinbeck country (of Mice and Men is one of my favourite books) and finally drove the G16 across to Carmel before heading up for a quick stop to see of my friends who I would literally drive 8hrs for only to spend 2 hours with.

Today I got up super early and got a super big coffee so I could drive down highway 1, through Big Sur and hopefully beat the crowds.

Henry Miller is the author of some of my other favourite books so as I drove though Big Sur I thought of him and Steinbeck and how they wrote about what they knew, what they loved, and what they questioned. I've had this idea in my head for a new project and community that I know will resonate and mean something but just unsure how to begin.

So I made sure today to stop when I wanted to. Linger when I needed. Drive wherever for however long.

And, after all the times driving through Big Sur, I finally stopped at a beach. I spent two hours here practically alone and just was.

People say it but there is something magic about Big Sur and today was the first time I felt it. I felt the shift, the inspiration, the hunger. And I felt wet sand between my toes. 
I'm ready.

Amen
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Where does your food come from?

November 13, 2006
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Although I’ve never done more than write a few letters with her over the years, Katherine Dunn is one of my favourite people and artists; her work (both with words and pictures) never ceases to give me thought. I tend to live vicarously through her blog about farm life.

Her recent post about her first slaughter was incredibly personal and profound; it had me thinking about food and how often we are disconnected from it. Raising her lambs she knew exactly what they were fed and having them slaughtered for meat she knew where her food was coming from. Growing up on a farm myself we ate chickens and duck but I was too young to make the connection to why Billy wasn’t around at Christmas.

I always buy organic and I try my best to buy local and I try even harder to buy from farmers market. In Santa Monica I would go to the weekly market to buy my raw milk and knew the farmer so well that it actually transformed how I thought about this milk that for me, helped me feel better (pasteurized milk actually makes me sick).

The past several falls I’ve gone to an orchard an hour away and picked my own apples and made my own juice. I grow my own herbs and when I move back to the coast I plan on having a large garden in which to eat from. I don’t have the inclination to raise live stock for meat but after reading Katherine’s post I’m much more inclined to really learn about my food. To take the time to invest in health is so important but so often overlooked; one always wants a quick fix to a problem instead of taking the time to prevent it.

Like Katherine, I ask the question: when you eat tonight, do you know where you food comes from? And if perhaps you cannot answer that I then ask you do you know what is in your food at least? I assure you, you can have amazing food without the crap inside. If you’re addicted to Coke try a similar drink from Whole Foods without everything in. Have respect for farmers, for the food and most importantly, for yourself.

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    SarahNo Gravatar
    November 14, 2006 at 5:54 AM

    Oh hell yeah I know where my food comes from. I have two little lambs right outside my back door that will soon become freezer burned. My children will always know where their meat comes from – heck, they might have even been involved in its processing. Both girls have been involved in our slaughter days since the time they were in the womb. It’s so very important to have that connection. Meat does not magically appear on styrofoam!

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