Journey into The Local Foods Movement

September 4th, 2010, by Lisa

You might think by the title of this essay that you know what I’m going to talk about. Here we are, after all, a small farm being directly (and positively) impacted by the ‘Local Foods Movement’. But our journey into the Local Foods Movement (LFM) might be a little bit surprising.

My journey into the LFM didn’t begin with a childhood background filled with sandals and hippy-trippy flower power (although there was a little bit of that, surely). Nor, surprisingly enough, did it begin with the start of our farm back in 1992, nearly 20 years ago now.

I am actually loathe to tell you about some of my very non-local-foods past. I do this as a means of encouragement….if I could do it, so can you! Back when I was in college (and remember, I was a cash-poor college student, after all), my lunch of choice for about – dare I admit it? – two years was a can of Coke, a package of those Lance brand wheat and cheese crackers, and a Tastycake brand chocolate chip cookie bar (or, better yet, the fudge bar!). I kid you not; that’s what I ate for almost every weekday lunch. Eeuuwww!

Not that my breakfasts or dinners were much better, really. I remember eating ‘Life’ cereal daily for years, and dinner could be spaghetti (not too bad, perhaps) or – wait for it – Chef Boyardee Mini Ravioli (yep – that delectable stuff from a can). But hey, if I can not only survive, but make so much progress, so can anyone, right? Happily, now I eat greens nearly daily, plus lots of other veggies, fruit all the time, my meat has to be sustainably- and humanely-raised, and I do my darndest to avoid high fructose corn syrup in anything. So, I do think I’ve made some major progress on the food front!

Back in those processed food-eating days, Ike and I were newly married and starting our senior year of college. Perhaps my routine diet was crap, but I did like vegetables and fruits when I had them. The only ‘good stuff’ Ike would eat, on the other hand, were carrots, sweet corn, potatoes, lettuce, and beer (beer counts as a grain, does it not? Ok, forget it). And although the ‘adults’ in our world always stressed the importance of eating wisely, we were still in the 20 year-old “We’re free and out on our own, and we’re going to eat whatever WE feel like eating!” phase of quasi-adulthood.

So, there we went getting into growing fruits and vegetables both during and right after college. An oxymoron, perhaps? Nonsensical maybe? Easily explained, really. Ike had always grown produce while he was growing up, loved doing it, and wanted to do it for a living. Nevermind that he didn’t like actually EATING much of anything he grew. The fruit, yes – but veggies? Icky-poo.

For my part, I hated helping with the family garden growing up, although I loved eating the results (remember, they say opposites attract) – so I could never see myself wanting to work in a garden for a living. But, by my junior year of college, I was starting to develop a mortal fear of going into the workforce. Training in chemistry and secondary education, as I was, the notion of graduating and being ‘stuck’ in a building day in and day out for the REST OF MY LIFE was terrifying. Working on the student farm for two summers opened my eyes to a different opportunity, and I went for it.

One thing and another led us to starting our own farm. But it wasn’t because we were into local or sustainably-grown or organic or anything. It was because HE liked growing, and I liked being outdoors to work (except in winter, that is, when I was and still am a complete weather-weenie). I am happy to say that we had, at least, shed some of our evil ways in regards to poor food choices by that point. Now there were (hardly ever) any cans of Chef Boyardee in the house, and when there were, they were HIS – honestly!

Fast-forward a couple years and I stopped eating all meat, because the notion of unnecessary hormones and antibiotics in my meat grossed me out. Over time, more of the processed foods went, too. I’ll happily note here that our son has never eaten ANY Chef Boyardee (or Twinkies). And veggies for Ike? It was still a long, slow struggle over this period.

And then, soon enough, the LFM was upon us. Of course, we were wrapped up within it from the start, as we sell all of our fruits and veggies to folks at farmers’ markets and through the CSA. But we saw mighty changes, both in the minds of customers and in ours, as things continued to change.

GMOs, CAFOs, water and fuel shortages, food-borne illnesses, etc. All of those have had impacts, as have many outspoken people who have reached the public consciusness, such as Michael Pollan (‘Omnivore’s Dilemma’), Barbara Kingsolver (‘Animal, Vegetable, Miracle’), and even Michelle Obama (backyard gardening). The web brought us localharvest.org, consumer demand brought new farms into existence, demand for CSAs and producer-only markets increased almost exponentially. There were amazing things to think about, talk about, do about.

ArugulaI’m now eating meat again, but only from people I know, and only pork and chicken, as I feel they are more in keeping with a sustainable future (they eat scraps to give us food, whereas cattle eat food (or potential food) to give us food). And my veggie quotient is through the roof. Ike, who took up cooking several years ago and is mighty good at it, is eating all kinds of veggies (even greens like Swiss Chard and arugula!) – pretty much everything we grow, really. He may never be able to choke down a plain raw tomato or a serving of peas, but that’s ok, as I’m likely to never enjoy radishes. But, who’s counting?

The point is, we’ve managed to go from just about as bad of a diet as one can have to the opposite – and it wasn’t that hard! The trick is to keep trying things…even those you’re not familiar with. Growing up, my family NEVER made greens or beets. Since I discovered how yummy they are some years ago, I’ve been making up for lost time. It’s all a matter of trying things in different ways – and thank goodness for the internet for offering a seemingly never-ending supply of recipes!

You’ve gotten into the Local Foods Movement too, one way or another. And for most of you, it has likely made for a fantastic change in your own food habits, hasn’t it? Admit it…there’s probably crap food in your background that you are glad is now gone.

We can hope that more and more people hop on board. Great food and good health await!

7 Responses to “Journey into The Local Foods Movement”

  1. I can relate to this post so much, you have NO idea. I have made a similar conversion in the past few years (although I don’t grow anything; I want to though!!)

    I recently started a site called Eat Local Philly where I can showcase fabulous farms like yours and other places to find locally grown foods in our area. I hope to stop by sometime!

  2. Margaret says:

    I can relate to your post – for 3 of my college years my lunch every weekday consisted of a nickel bottle of coke and a package of peanut butter crackers that cost 10 cents! My Dad did have a garden when I was growing up with corn, tomatoes, gr. onions & lettuce but most of our veggies came from a can and were cooked to death. My husband is an enthusiastic gardener & when we got married, he clued me into fresh, fresh veggies directly from the garden to the stove to the table in a matter of minutes. When I walk thru the Grower’s Market, I just marvel at the variety of fresh local products we have available to try – asian pears, edamame, goat cheese, swiss chard and on and on.

  3. Marsha says:

    What a fun essay to read! This would be great to show to anyone who claims they can never change their food habits. :)

    We are loving the fruit CSA, by the way. Everything is good, but whenever I tell Sylvia that this week’s newsletter says we are getting Asian pears she starts jumping up and down in happy anticipation.

  4. Mary Jane says:

    My lunch during the college years was usually coffee and two of the two-piece crunchy Nature Valley granola bars. I was a vending machine addict. But I did always eat veggies for dinner–say, a baked acorn squash (10 cents back then–a long time ago!). However, although I always loved fresh apples when I could get them, I never became a fruit junkie until I discovered North Star!

  5. Walt says:

    I enjoyed your piece about your “Journey”….couldn’t resist sharing my dinner menu during my lonely freshman year of college…I was living away from home for the first time…my poor parents were paying for my cafeteria meals but I was finding “comfort” in the dorm TV lounge with vending machine chocolate milk and cheddar cheese peanut butter crackers….my tastes have changed over 40 years, but to this day, if I’m feeling a little low, I will seek out the peanut crackers and make myself some chocolate milk and everything’s better again.

  6. Michelle says:

    Wow. My lunches in college were a bit better – peanut butter and jelly but oh boy, did I like Tastykakes – peanut butter tandytakes and butterscotch krimpets and the lemon pie. BUT, I would also visit the Yogurt Shoppe at the University of Delaware for a vanilla yogurt and carrot salad. In our house now, no high fructose corn syrup and grass fed meat and CSA fruits and vegetables. My husband was a moderately difficult convert at first, having grown up with Sarah Lee but I come from an Italian background and greens and beans and pasta and fish were a large part of my diet. So, I am full circle with my diet and my weight, cholesterol and glucose levels are great! I do spend a bit more for food, but it tastes so darn good and I know where everything comes from and except for my genetic predisposition to high blood pressure and the need for minimal bp meds for that, my health is stellar. I am hoping that meditation will decrease my need for the bp meds. Thanks Lisa so very much for the fruit shares at the West Chester Growers Market. It is so fresh and delicious – you can’t buy those tastes at the grocery stores.

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