Boston's locavores are really happy at the moment. We're talking about how happy we are a lot, so forgive us if this is redundant, won't you please?
Boston's locavores are really happy at the moment. We're talking about how happy we are a lot, so forgive us if this is redundant, won't you please?
Someone told us a story recently of a four year old who looked her straight in the eye and said, "Do you have any idea how hard it is for a little boy to wait a whole year for Christmas?!"
Boston's locavores get a little frustrated when we hear whinging about how much everyone is missing local food now that the summer is over. Don't get us wrong. We love tomatoes in August. We love snap peas in June. We love just about everything that has to do with a garlic plant, from May through October. But we love December too. It's not that there is nothing to eat, it's just that what there is changes and morphs into comfort food. That is New England's way of preparing us for the coming cold.