A son of Minnesota’s agricultural heartland, a connection to the land and the people who coax from it the delicacies I grew up loving has always been important. Alienation from this archetypal aspect of humanity has become all too prevelent, sadly, in modern cities.
Sunday mornings at Dupont Circle, one of Washington DC’s busiest gathering places, is both a step into the past and into the future. It is both a festival of nostalgia, an attempt to reclaim the purity and health of a simpler time, perhaps a priviledge of the affluent in the modern city, and at the same time the evolution of an element of food production thatÂ has to be part of the modern urban human.
And the bounty of the Eastern USA… well, I love Minnesota, of course, but what amazing variety here!