I want to share the following paragraph from MFK Fisher's book, The Gastronomical Me, because it speaks to my current longing to buy jars and gold rings and is all about eating local as she did from her garden in Switzerland.
I canned often, too. We had three cellars, and I filled one of them with beautiful gleaming jars for the winter. It was simple enough to do it in little bits instead of in great harried rushes as my grandmother used to, and when I went down into the coolness and saw all the things sitting there so richly quiet on the shelves, I had a special feeling of contentment. It was a reassurance of safety against hunger, very primitive and satisfying.
It's good to be back home and to know where my food comes from once again.
2 days ago
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