I’ve had the fortunate opportunity to partake in a whole slew of adventures over the past 9 months and it would be impossible to include them all in this blog based upon my recent slacking tendencies. Instead, I’ve decided that maybe it would suffice to highlight those experiences/things that stood out.
In true rant fashion, there is no rhyme or reason to the order of my list. If I offend anyone with the below opinions, well, I do have a very finite take- just ask my husband. By the way, this does not necessarily reflect his perspective either. I’m just sayin’.
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This Saturday was like a rite-of-passage for us as we returned to Hollygrove Market after a several month hiatus. Our leave wasn’t intentional, it just sort of happened and we got out of the swing, much like with our blog.
He Said commented to me as we left the farm, “it’s like a homecoming and it feels good”. I tend to agree with that assessment. We had gotten so off-track over the course of the last several months with our eating habits that this was like our awakening.
This week’s box is certainly a sign of fall for me with things that will and should be used for soups/stews etc. Come on fall weather!
Well, it’s a long road from Hot Buttered Rum to here. About a nine-month road, to be more specific.
We were very happy with our little blog, and we felt we were pretty consistently posting some fairly good content. But then the demands of the posting frequency (demands for which we had of course no one to blame but ourselves) began to overwhelm us.
The further we got away, the harder it was to find our way back (insert lame lack of breadcrumb metaphor here).
A couple of weeks ago, we by chance ran into Ian McNulty, the food critic for Gambit Magazine. You know, an actual professional food writer. We were staggered and humbled to learn that he’d been a reader of the blog. Maybe that affirmation was the final spark we needed to get started again.
So, here we go.
I guess my biggest regret lies in all the amazing adventures we’ve had over the past nine months, opportunities missed for good posts. Well, maybe a few bullets will suffice: