Tentatively & with trepidation here we go… / A new Good Gut Box?
Tentatively & with trepidation here we go…. Sometime after lunchtime on Monday, that’s tomorrow, the wonderful coding crew at the Open Food Network will flick the “on” switch to our new mobile-friendly webshop. The great thing about the new shop is that it works particularly well on mobiles and tablets – so no more fumbling around clicking the wrong thing and pushing and […]
With One Bean / The importance of getting to know sunflowers
With One Bean I didn’t know that it’s faster to take a plane from Darwin to Dili than it is to fly from Melbourne to Sydney. However, standard of living-wise, education-wise, just about everything-else-wise between our countries is as about far apart as you could imagine. It’s easy to forget that less than 20 […]
The Regathering / Holiday Provisioning Strategies
The Regathering In the beginning, or as far back as we can fathom, a functioning hunter-gatherer unit consisted of around 30-50 highly interdependent people with an intimate material and spiritual relationship with the plants and animals in the waters and landscape they came from. Today the smallest functioning post-industrial human family unit is one person […]
From defenders of the fair go to…..
From defenders of the fair go to….. On Friday the Fair Food crew went for a Tamil Feast at CERES, that’s us above. We were there to share a meal and catch up with our old workmate and Tamil Feast superstar, Nirma (waving at the back). As we ate, talked and laughed I looked around our table […]
Between convenience and connection
Between convenience and connection Yesterday morning at a small café off Sydney Road I shared a plate of fried dumplings with my eight year old son. The café was empty apart from a solitary diner across the room sipping her wonton soup . As we ate our food we curiously watched a stream of […]
Plastic free mind / Seeking a self-seeder
Plastic free mind I wandered down to the Merri Creek this morning – no matter how long it’s been the creek always welcomes me back from whatever digital diversion that has kept me away. “Where’ve you been,” the muddy water, the yellow wattle flowers and wattlebirds ask. The winter flood had left its usual trove […]
