I'm on holiday right now, heading out to Maine for my dear friend's wedding. For the next few days, I'll do a little reporting from the road concerning the food politics and experiences I encounter. This morning, I'm in Burlington, Vermont, at
Cafe Magnolia, where the giant sign that greets folks at the door proclaims,
"Vermont Fresh Network: Farm & Chef Partnership." Now that's what I like to see.
Since my arrival yesterday, I've noticed an overwhelming amount of "local" and "seasonal organic" cafes. The local beer flows like spring water from the bar taps. Signs tout "Vermont Cheddar" and "Vermont Maple." You can even get something called a "Maple Creamie" here.
I'm well aware that we have a global, interdependent economy and food system - and to a large extent, that might not change for some time. However, isn't it nice to travel to a new place and see folks celebrating their local wares at every turn - celebrating what makes Burlington NOT Toronto, but Burlington (and that's pretty cool, eh?).
I'll sign off for now and have another piece of bread baked here in the cafe, and maybe even smother it in some Vermont, fresh-churned organic butter. Don't worry, I won't forget the local, organic fruit preserves. Yummy.