Urban Forage Event

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What a great weird day…

Last night I went to a friend’s new home. He, with his wife and newborn, just moved much closer to me. It was a “we got the key” party, so Erin and I went. We had a couple of drinks and a whole lot of laughs.

Today I woke up with a head ache, the Irish flu kind. But also I felt somehow weird. After laying in bed chatting with Erin for a while, I started making frequent emergency trips to the porcelain god’s altar. Now, I know what you are thinking, “that’s what you get when you drink to much”. Well, it wasn’t that type of feeling, this was more like a food bug.

All this made me feel like crap, so we missed the Farmer’s Market today. Specially annoying because I’m finally having some friends over to help out with the garden and there is a guy there that sells vegetable plants for a dollar each. I’ll have to do that part next week.

Now to the main reason for this post.

At about one p.m. I realised that today was the Urban Forage Event I put on my handy dandy blog calendar. Suddenly I was up against the wall. The options were, staying home feeling like crap and doing nothing fun all day, or going to the event and risking vomiting all over my fellow foragers and shaming the family name. By one thirty, I was dressed and ready to face the world.

I’m very glad I chose the later of the two options. I will to put all my notes and pictures together, then I’ll post all the awesome stuff I was learned there.

As an aside, one of the gentlemen there shared a link with me on a book written in the early 1900s about permanent agriculture. Enjoy this great read, I know I will.

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