But not the sort of cheating you might think. Not really cheating at all, except I feel a little guilt - so I must have done something . . .
My farmer friends are all part of the Seaocast Growers Association. They sell in the Seacoast Growers markets, to whom I was exlusively faithful - until today.
After loading up at the Portsmouth market
this morning, me and B headed up to York for their Saturday morning market. We had brought a cooler for the meat we got at Portsmouth, it was all very premeditated.
What I didn't expect was to fall head over heels in love with the York market, and it's all the fault of the Eat Local Challenge.
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by Sara Zoë
I manned a table at the Portsmouth NH farmers' market this morning, and while I struggled a bit to boil down the concept of the challenge into a 12-sec soundbite I could feed people as they walked by, I was heartened at how many people stopped to pick up a brochure or let me put a sticker on their kid who said, "I just head about this on NPR" or "I read about this in . . . ." (you name it - people mentioned Time magazine, National Geographic, Mother Earth, etc.).
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by Sara Zoë
About a week into last year's challenge, I found myself pulling my hair out around a simple thing: I'd be in a store, I'd be looking at labels and farm names, and I'd have no idea where a town was. For example, Maine is a huge state. A lot of Maine is within my NH seacoast 100 miles, but a lot isn't. So I found me a bizzare but simple site to check on things once I was online, and made me a map to bring with me to the store.
Here's the website, just plunk in two towns names and you get the distance between them as the crow flies. Seriously. I know it looks like this website isn't going to know where Lincoln, Maine is. But it does.
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