I’m feeling homesick again, except I’m nostalgic not for where I’m from but rather for where I could be.
When we moved to this apartment about two years ago, one of the selling points aside from the ability to remodel the kitchen was the proximity to a massive supermarket. For someone accustomed to hauling groceries home during a fifteen-minute walk, this was a big deal. The thing is, the novelty has worn well off now, especially as I make a point, when I travel, to visit markets like London’s Borough Market and Montréal’s Marché Jean-Talon. Each time I do drop in to such a market, my excitement is smothered a bit by a combination of my longing and my jealousy.
How wonderful would it be to instead of having a local grocery store to have a local market? To be able to form a relationship with my chard-grower, to become friends with my sorrel-supplier, to pal around with my berry-picker… It sounds awesome, doesn’t it, to have a connection not only with our food, but also the people who coax them out of the earth? The closest I can come at this point is taking part yet again in the Food Project‘s CSA program this year. We’ll start getting produce boxes in a few weeks’ time — I’ll keep you posted. In the meantime, here’s a link to 2008′s food.
Tags: Borough Market, community supported agriculture, CSA, Food, London, Marché Jean-Talon, Montréal, The Food Project, Travel
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