Middlebury FoodWorks Fellowship

Hi all,

This summer, I am participating in the Middlebury FoodWorks Fellowship, a program that combines an internship with a food-related organization, a course on local food systems, and weekly educational field trips with the other fellows. As part of the course, I will be blogging every week in response to our assigned readings and experiences. If you are interested in food and/or my thoughts about it, you can check out those posts here!

Thanks for reading!


12 things white people can do now because Ferguson

In light of recent events with the Ferguson case, I feel compelled to share my two cents on this issue. These events have stirred up a deep rage amongst the American people, and I would hope that they have touched even the most apathetic of us in some way. Let us not allow this flame to die – put out the actual fires, yes, for there is no room for negativity and violence at this table that should be set for justice and peace – but we must channel this red hot burning rage into a deep desire to right the wrongs of racism that are rooted in decades-old political, social, and economic injustice.

I hope that these events and this inflated support base will usher in a new tide of anti-racism. However, I will not simply send this entry into cyberspace and forget about it a month from now; I will actively stay engaged in this conversation and continue to find ways to speak out against and end all racial (and other forms of) injustice in this world.

Speaking directly to the relatively privileged American white population now, we cannot call for an end to racism if we continue to spread and laugh at racist jokes, assume that “black” and “poor” just naturally go hand in hand, and allow our first thought when seeing a group of baggy-clothed dark-skinned men to be one of judgment and fear.

In the wise words of Martin Luther King Jr., “our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.” So let us stand together in solidarity and in peace, so that may we move forward and reconstruct a society in which color is no longer an issue.

Rain Races

Saturday afternoon, I find myself observing raindrops on the car window as children do.  Awe and wonder still abound, but I now actively ponder the cohesive properties at work.  Each drop lands on the window and glides across the speeding surface, leaving a trail of itself behind.  All of a sudden, one fat bulb violently smacks the glass and jolts me from my innocent surveillance.  More and more drops splatter forcefully – smack! smack! smack! on the glass like an angry painter splashing heavy streaks of color onto a spotless canvas.  The window becomes streaked with paths of tiny, broken droplets.  Then comes silence, and once again the raindrops race.


Gallery: Edward Burtynsky’s extraordinary images of manufactured landscapes

This is one of reasons why sustainability and giving a care about the environment matters. It’s a big deal.

TED Blog

Edward Burtynsky finds the eerie beauty in the man-made landscapes that dot our Earth’s surface. As a photographer who focuses on the relationship between humans and nature, he travels to the hidden corners of the Earth to document the way people are ravaging our planet. Below, 13 of his haunting images of altered nature. All images shown courtesy of the photographer.

“Densified Oil Filters #1,” Hamilton, Ontario, Canada, 1997.

“Ferrous Bushling #9,” Hamilton, Ontario, Canada, 1997.

“Densified Oil Drums #4,” Hamilton, Ontario, Canada, 1997.

“Nickel Tailings #31,” Sudbury, Ontario, Canada, 1996.

“Nickel Tailings #34,” Sudbury, Ontario, Canada, 1996.

“Rock of Ages #25,” Abandoned Section, Adam-Pirie Quarry, Barre, Vermont, USA, 1991.

“Rock of Ages #26,” Abandoned Section, E.L. Smith Quarry, Barre, Vermont, USA, 1991.

“Iberia Quarries #8,” Cochicho Company, Pardais, Portugal, 2006.

“Silver Lake Operations #1,” Lake Lefroy, Western Australia, 2007.

“Silver Lake Operations #2,” Lake Lefroy, Western Australia, 2007.


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Work in Progress

Hi.  I realize that I haven’t posted in an unusually long while (not that I post regularly enough for you to expect that something’s up), but I am in the process of composing another entry, and it’ll be some time still before it is complete.  For a while, I had just been coming up with bits and pieces of ideas but was unable to develop them.  However, I was able to find a common thread somewhat recently and am now working to tie those thoughts together.  So I’ve been chewing on this idea for a while, but it’s a lot to think about.  In the meantime, I’ve included the following thought for you to contemplate, which is in the current draft of this upcoming entry.  “We often remove ourselves from the greater pains of this world and sit comfortably on the other side of the window, gazing instead at a portrait of what the world ought to be.”


18 Things Everyone Should Start Making Time For Again

Thought Catalog

1. Writing things by hand. Letters to friends, lists for the store, goals for the week, notes for lovers, thank you cards and memos to coworkers. Digital communication is easy and convenient but ask anybody: there’s a huge difference between texting someone to say that you love them and hope they have a great day and writing it on a note and leaving it next to their bed.

2. Savoring time to do nothing. Taking a cue from pre-industrialized society and cultures that enjoy siestas and long, drawn-out, sit-down teas that serve no other purpose than to spend time enjoying the time you have.

3. Thinking before responding. We’ve become too conditioned to require things immediately. Someone asks a question, and we have to respond that second. Such was not the case before instant messaging and comment threads. A sign of true intelligence and confidence, I think, is someone who…

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Food for Thought

My stomach is full, and I smell rank.

Clothes caked in the heavy, gloppy stink of food with no soul.  The inside of my nose is coated in grease.  Not “fast food” grease of which the smell is potent and obvious.  This scent doesn’t hit you until you walk out the door.

Good food, if you stop and think about it, smells delicious.  Although normally, that’s not something you think that you’d have to think about.  It’s kind of a given. Good food smells…good.

Currently, however, I do not smell any goodness.  My skin is soaked in a base, distasteful scent of thick nothingness.  It seems to resemble my life.  It’s like all I do is go to a dining hall every five hours, consume cardboard Calories, grab some ice cream, and leave. Trapped in a cycle of consuming food with no soul, studying constantly but procrastinating a good percentage of that time, losing sleep, wanting something more. Something different. Longing for the world to wake up and place more of an emphasis on things like good food.

But perhaps my taste buds are dead, and I am the only one asleep.  Half awake.  Staring through a fishbowl.  But without it, the world is a blur….