A Taste of Home

This past weekend I hopped on a plane bound for Baltimore, to return home and visit my family and farm. My return home was met with a family dinner of NY strip steak, and a fresh One Straw Farm salad, words cannot describe how much I missed a home cooked meals with food fresh from the fields. The next day while my brother and I were out running some errands, my parents went to go pick up our butchered pig from a local farm nearby, which will be the meat we consume over the next year (sadly I will miss most of the pig, and probably all of the bacon). On Sunday we had a family lunch and my grandfather, Daddy Da, Aunt Joan and Uncle Drew came over to enjoy another fantastic home meal for me and share conversation and company. Last night I had to hop back on the plane, and while I enjoy my new surroundings up north, there is always a pit down inside when I have to leave my family behind. I look forward to returning in November for Thanksgiving break, but in the meantime I now have a camera, so I can begin providing pictures of the great white north (well actually its quite colorful this time of year).

New Saturday Routines

Since I am now hundreds of miles away from the bustle of the Waverly market on those early Saturday mornings, I must now shift my attention towards a new Saturday routine. Thanks to the local mentality of Vermont, I did not have to look very hard. Every Saturday since I have begun dorm life in Burlington my roommate and I have made a trip down to the central park in Burlington to peruse the saturday market. I am accustomed to a large busy market, but the city of Burlington, although small, puts on a larger market than I have ever seen before in my life. The entire central park is lined with a multitude of tents housing: local produce, cheeses, meats, breads, and of course, home cooked market food (how much I missed it). It ties me to a sense of home to be able to stop by one of the local farmer’s tents and discuss the growing season, and their organic practices. I look forward to developing relationships with some of the growers up here, and maybe even learn something new about farming that was previously unknown to me. I am sorry that I am unable to provide pictures at this time, as I am without a camera. However, I will be visiting home within the next few weeks, in which time I will return to Burlington, camera in hand, ready to provide pictures of my new winter home.