Carving your own food experiences into a formulated career is definitely a bit of a challenge, but I’ve been feeding off of my passion for good food and inspiring change in my very own relationship to food, with the way I tell stories with food as a medium.

Enter –

e think US! ethikus! dot com!

Check out this super cool new company that surveys sustainable and ethical businesses in NYC! :) Creating a database of businesses that are ethical and sustainable and offering incentives to consumers who want to support these businesses that do good.  and CHECK OUT TODAY’s DEAL! –

Jloeats cooking classes are back! YAY! come shop, cook, and eat with me!

I will show you how to pick seasonal ingredients at a market and whip up an in-home cooking lesson and meal for 2 (date night voucher) to 4 people (small dinner party voucher)!  Make it a fun gift for the holidays for loved ones, or treat yourself to a good meal and a night of private chefing! — What a  fun way to engage, and get your hands dirty with yummy treats annnnd support a great startup that is inspiring local businesses to make changes through the concept of ‘voting with your dollar’!

So what does it mean to you to support ethical and sustainable businesses? What could and do you want to change about the way your food is grown, sourced, or processed?  I love that this site inspires conversation, and makes you think twice about what aspects of a business can inspire change and do good AND still make money.

and Lordie knows, we all need a lil economical sustainability lately.

Hope to greet you in your very own kitchen space!! Let’s make some magic happen…

Sincerely yours,

Jloeats

link: ethikus.com

It’s been a while, but this is what i’ve been working on.

A brand new cooking show concept entitled FAMILY SECRETS!

Check out our kickstarter video: http://vimeo.com/23515771

Our Show Blog:  http://familysecretsshow.blogspot.com/

I’m super excited to be presenting this idea tomorrow at my MA Graduation Research Apps Thesis Presentations!! :)

Wish me luck ;)

xoxo

-JLo

In my family, food is how we express love, and my grandfather was the first to teach me that.

Is there anything more nourishing than love?

This past weekend I filmed my first snippets of a cooking show idea concept that I am working on for my thesis project. Yup can you believe it? After all this stress, complaining about the current food systems in place when they became apparent, and information-over-load-journey that is grad school, I am rounding the tail end of my program.

Thanks dear reader for sticking by me on this blog, I know it’s been a while and I’ve really grown a lot from your feedback on my not so candid thoughts :)

But I think the greatest thing that I will leave with in May after graduation, is that everybody has their own food stories to tell, and finding, digging, and searching for those stories is what gives me joy, and what has truly transformed me into a

food scholar.

I remember thinking to myself before I began this program, “wow. I’m going to be able to say that I am a food scholar, how cool is that?”  And now it has become a part of me.

So I dedicate my on going search, and new found relationship to food to my grandfather, the one who had always inspired me to look into my heritage, and wear that cook pride with a smile.  To my grandma who taught me not to waste, and for making cooking look so easy for a huge family (6-11 kids, plus extended family. now that is the ‘Toy San’ strength).  To my mother, who inspired me to take care of my body, to nourish my sense of personal agency, and to take action.  To my sisters who make food fun, whimsical, and creative, and to my dad, who has always supported my search for more, to discover and ask questions about all that’s out there, and to let me eat whatever I wanted while growing up.  And last but not least, to my extended family of cousins, aunts and uncles, thanks for teaching me that food is a little bit about survival, that one must fight for, and enjoy the fun of it.

To my Lovely Boo, your love, support, and enthusiasm in helping me practice all of these things on a daily basis give me the courage to pursue my dreams.

Food, Family, and Love are interchangeable in my books, and I will continue to move forward with this thought.

Stay tuned to my first pilot episode! More details to come ;)

Eat something yummy for me today, I had the food lover’s worst nightmare: a bad bout of food poisoning last night. :( boo. So enjoy your food day and don’t take any of it for granted!

xoxo

J

Don’t you just love fall? Crispy apples, sharpened pencils, clear mind from a long summer vaca? :)

an homage to my food writing class!! –

a few haikus if you will…

This TED talk by Ellen Gustafson on Obesity and Hunger is a great presentation.  She mixes humour in with a very bleak subject, and is passionate about what she believes in.  She has publicly stated her opinion, which I feel is of concern to the 80′s kids generation, of which I can relate.  The idea that our generation is all about the NOW, that most of our notions of being future oriented is to focus on making money — because it worked for our parents, and that to change the world would take a binding and shift of the me to we perspective.  There seems to be a cultural shift in how we approach global epidemics like these issues now because we need to shift our instant gratification modes of problem solving into sustainable and creative solutions in which most of us are not traditionally trained to do or think on this level.  That seeing the bigger picture makes most of us utterly depressed and inhibited by fear, and we deal by not dealing, by shopping and consuming more or choosing to be ignorant by ignoring the issues which is the most privileged of  privileged place to be as an educated young individual.  Though, we still think to ourselves everyday, at the end of it all, what do I WANT? and how will I survive?!  Given that the question “what do I NEED to do to get there” comes as an after thought.

This pretty much sums up my current feelings after having some time to absorb, gauge the reactions of, and converse with my fellow peers, friends, and colleagues about our year spent learning about the current food systems in place and the ridiculous policies lobbied and supported by profiting producers and benefactors of the now broken economics of national and world agriculture.  Food studies, has been a ride and a half, even in trying to explain to people what is it that i exactly ‘do’ everyday.  And the subsequent TED talk comment section bellow the video link pretty much illustrates why it’s been so frustrating at that.  People will always have differing opinions on implementing change and what would affect other people the most (yet themselves the least) as long as the situation is out of their circumstance, and out of their control.  I find it’s always difficult to deal with these world issues at large with a ‘me/you vs them’ attitude.  I guess it always melts down to the core value that is being challenged here — how does one begin to fight for equality and social justice in a capital power world designed to hold everyone in their place?  One can’t ever help but wonder “How do I fit into this picture”, and “Where do we even begin”?  How do we focus on one small thing that can be changed on a daily basis and apply that to the masses?  Does that even work when everyone’s lifestyles and perceptions of the world are different by and large?  Isn’t this where nutritional information dealing with diet, health, and lifestyle have always been challenged by authorities and health industries by taking test subjects not proven but correlated to affect something that is really unknown, inspiring drug makers to produce and sell to the masses as a solution? Embedded within industries and systems to organize and treat people are cultural points of views enforced by those in power.  So, who wants to tackle being in charge or more than themselves?

This is what I imagine world leaders asking when they get together to meet and greet and converse.  I guess that’s what I expect national leaders to do, though sometimes it seems like they are more stuck tunnel vision and short term yet expensive ‘quick’ fixes to keep everybody ‘happy’… at least for now…

Globalizing (i use term as a verb here) national issues seem to increase our notions of the ‘one nation/one world’ point of view, which to me seems quite limited.  (Maybe it’s the labeling that I’m not comfortable with – perhaps it should be ‘one humanity, a million cultural solutions’ haaa!)  Such a ‘one nation’ point of view seems to go by a ‘one leader’ policy, in which none of the most ‘powerful’ or ‘rich’ nation’s leaders can handle all on their own, nor do they want to?  Such a notion manipulates the bigger picture as if humans actually have much control over mother nature as one nation state, and seemingly fits the idea of a dying earth that we have crushed into one hand.  When really, it’s the evolutionary theory of humans killing other humans that is the problem and solution here.  Such a global point of view are embedded in first world nations’ economic perceptions of trade, agriculture, and food – why I ask?  How do we even begin to look at change if we use the same system of organization to devalue the voice of nations that are poorer, instead of looking at their cultural values and how their ancient civilizations have survived and procreated over the centuries.  Hence opinions that erk me like “let’s increase funding for technology to manipulate natural seeds and plants, gmo technology, and enclosed ecosystems in order to feed the third world” seem to be masked in wonderful intentions to help others, though who takes responsibility when it doesn’t work?  When a big company patents and sells their new bio-technologies to poor farmers on the other side of the world implying that they can’t help themselves, how is this devaluing system solving any problems when they can no longer take control over their own sustenance and way of life?  – Again, why? to make a buck? Why do people feel the urge to feed our human need to help other people so we can feel better about ourselves in the end?    Is it a sense of survival pointing at the other who suffers and saying to yourself  “HAHA! I am doing better than him in life!”?  Blaming “human nature” for our ugly truths don’t mean anything.  The mind can be conditioned to overcome adversity given the right conditions and nurturing, and the body as much as we push it, if not taken care of, will die.  Is this just how it works?  How do you even begin organizing a million of these varying bodies and minds in a community, nation state,, and then the world?!  Are we getting ahead of ourselves blinded by the flashiness of power?

Like puzzle pieces floating in space out of place on a flat table that is unknowingly round, issues of  consumption and waste, hunger and obesity, health and living wages, along with private and public enterprises versus sustainable greener economics, creative, innovative, and technological well-being…etc. I can only imagine, anyone would ask “which piece do you grab and focus on first”? hmmm, future world leaders? youth of our nations?

You can tell Ellen is really excited and passionate about this issue, and is exactly the type of personality that would make a great big picture leader.  Makes me wonder how she would conduct meetings amongst these great organizations, and how they would be able to work together to combine mission statements.  Go Ellen go!

I on the other hand have discovered that I am more of a ‘create small change daily, and stick to them’ kind of person.  I realize that change happens everyday, in an instant.  But the greater challenge as I am a product of my generation, is committing to long term change through every day action.  I am a situation handler, a problem solver on spot, an organizer, an event executioner.  Always have been.  I love the multiple sense of accomplishments throughout my day, even as simple as feeding myself a hearty yummy meal that I have cooked out of love for myself and for others when I share.  I have no huge ten year goals to ‘change the world’ or to ‘feed’ everybody, but I have goals to change my own path, and to find food security for myself and my family.  I need to love who I am first, love what I do, and take care of my family first.  I know I am accountable for that much in life.  In turn, I hope to inspire others to do the same kind of small but impactful things that bring enjoyment into their lives, every day too.  But that is never up to me.  I just share what I love with you.  Simple.

xoxo J xoxo

shout out to BHT, thanks for being my biggest jloeats supporter ;) woot woot! <3

first off — HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. thank you writer Shah, for pointing out how ridiculous food propaganda can be. Mixing politics with food is like trying to open a fresh 5lb paper bag of flour and having it explode – everywhere. Poof!

Though, it says a lot when such food companies are so terrified of losing sales that any negative association to current events is perceived to be too real to consume. It’s called marketing. i wonder what would happen if all the “chicken of the sea” cans turn into “oil of the sea” cans now, if there are even any fish left. or maybe they should just call it mint chocolate depression. HAHA, awww. too real, too real, bring it back.

My theater days had taught me that comedy is a way of observing the world and pointing out the ridiculous truths that everybody else thinks but doesn’t want to be martyred for saying out loud. And when you can point fingers at something or someone who is brave enough to put themselves out there as an example of the situation to laugh at it out loud, then we’re accepting it as nonsense as a cultural whole.

This article represents how I really feel about everything I’ve learned thus far about the American food systems and politics in general.  Though important to point out significant historical events that are swept under the rug in order to learn from them through a cultural lens, it is also important to laugh at all the ridiculous forces that influence the way food products are marketed and sold to a overly excessive consumer market, in a way that places the blame on someone or something put out there for all to see.  By bringing it up in discussion, I only hope to stir up enough attention to find relatable feelings about everyone’s current food situation, and I package my thoughts with academia in order to claim credibility.  Thank goodness for push button publishing. ;)

So this is all good.  I was finally able to laugh at myself last night about how heart breaking it feels to get my foodie perceptions of the world shattered to a million pieces in the last two semesters of my food studies (I use this word ‘foodie’ very carefully).   It takes a lot of strength to get up everyday and go to class to learn about everything that is wrong with our food systems and subsequently how it is destroying our perceptions of the world, and what it would take change it all, consumer’s choice of course.  We would have to scrap everything and start from scratch basically, returning to old school methods of how to organize ourselves as a species.  Yet, there is no such thing as “the good ole days” other than the time period of their lives when people refer to when they were most ignorant about the realities of their own world.   Which stirs up great unrest because I am a problem solver, a situation handler, and a perpetual thinker.  Yet who am I to change politics and the way of the world or to solve hunger?  Those are not my life goals, and never have been.  I live to eat and to share my joy of food with people.  I live to inspire others about gaining access to better than what they already have.  (This mentality is a product of my generation ;) – eighties kids always shop for better because they’ve only seen the world get worse and worse in terms of politics within their own lifetime, and those who thrive are the ones who don’t settle for anything less than their present situation)  But I also love to learn and teach. I am addicted to learning and self discovery in a way that teaches me to thrive.  Thriving to me means more than just survival, for me it means fighting for a quality of life. It’s also tough being resourceful when you are constantly told that there are no resources left where you study and where words like that either inspire creativity or stunt it.  Hence I look elsewhere because I am not bound by birthright to the country in which I study, and now I see that as the greatest blessing in disguise.   Perhaps this is what perpetuates my nonsensical feelings of not belonging to any one place.  My life is split between three places, and two countries. My heart is where the love is, and the love is where the food is.

Claiming my ‘foodie’ identity became a journey where I was enraptured by the idea of discovering where my food comes from; ignited by my culinary life while working in the kitchen. That became my point of access. As a restaurant worker the only time you get to try haute cuisine is if you go into a kitchen, prove that you’re worthy by working for free and keeping up with the pace, and maybe you’ll get to sneak a few bites in here or there.  You’re expected to be an expert at food because those who have access to buying the ‘best’ out there with capital power in such a private society actually knows more than you about good food. but because you live and work around food all day and see the ugly realities of its carbon based nature, through food safety measures, the glamour of it all is claiming your access to good food like a badge of honour; that you’ve ‘made it’ in the darwinian sense of survival. that you will always be around food and make it your life to survive off of it. that you are better off than those struggling to scrounge up for a meal daily. I may have just found my thesis. :)

Home is where the food is, and is where my brain has space and the freedom to breathe.

Thank you for the soulfood.

xoxo J xoxo

I apologize for my lack of May posts.  May has been a really hard month.  It’s been tough since spring break because I’ve been feeling really burnt out, and I hold it all in, because I don’t like being the debbie downer, holding bad news all the time about what not to eat anymore, or how we’re all going to die because mother nature is going to wipe us all out. I’ve been complaining a lot about the systemic problems in our lives, and have been feeling really conflicted because I always have the privileged option of opting out, and giving up on this fight simply by moving home post grad.  So I’ve been hesitant to write, because I was scared.

My friend described my blog to another avid food lover as a space where “she whines about the current food issues” that we all face everyday.  And I was taken aback by that description (even though any feedback is good) I don’t want to sound like a baby or act like one and just whine and cry all the time.  When I was being trained as an artist, I was taught to create a safe space in order to own the space.  To identify all the rules, and break them all.  I am rebellious by nature, and when the going gets tough, I am a pro at deflecting attention from myself to others and criticize what everyone else is doing wrong. So needless to say, I was very upset to learn about all the hard stuff about money, and economics, and science, wrapped up in empty promises, lies, and cut throat survival techniques from people who have built up their own systems in order to challenge the current one.  So it was easy for me to turn this space into one were I was able to emotionally indulge in it and whine about all that was wrong with the food system, when it became too hard to find the opportunities for change, and stay strong mentally in order to fight off all the negative forces that just make me want to give up.  Life’s hard and I was angry that the one comfort I had always had through eating and consuming, was slowing consuming me and jading the way I viewed the world.  My relationship with food was changing at a rate that I was no comfortable with, and I got scared.  I ran, I tried to ignore, and I tried to escape, only to realize how small I was playing, and how much weaker I actually felt.  I don’t want to run anymore.  It is what it is.  And what I walk away from this year is this:  people will always be hungry, and therefore people will always fight for their survival and do what it takes, even if it means taking care of yourself first and foremost.  It is in our nature.  If and when it’s time for me to become a mom, this will all change again, by I cannot get there until I finish this step first.

And although I may feel completely consumed by it all most of the time, I cannot lose hope.  Because once I stop believing in myself, it’s over.  They’ve won.  I can’t let that happen.  That is not finishing what I started, when I chose this journey and that is just playing small to let them win.  And I am competitive by nature, I hate to lose.

I just need to change my relationship with myself, and not let my thoughts consume me. It’s time to survive.  It’s time to bring my A game.  again and again and again.

I am hungry. Hear me roar!

No one else I know has such a sweet tooth as he, other than myself as a teenager when I lived off of sugar, fat, and processed microwavable junk too. Ironically, he’s a dentist, and his ultimate indulgence is sugar.  MmmHmmm, just like my sinful doctor friends who smoke like chimneys, and my chef friends who live off of beer, hard liquor, and mcdees.  Which begs me to question, why are we so drawn to the things that we know are bad for us, and why does it feel so good to not practice what we preach sometimes?

(Ok Ok I admit, my shinning moment this semester was going straight to Takahachi, my favourite sushi digs in Manhattan, and inhaling a bowl of toro over what I call the best vinegared sushi rice in town – after I had sworn off eating endangered tuna for a month during my markets research paper. YUP. “Hell TASTES SO GOOOOOD” and crying for three days straight over the current Oil Spill Crisis and while watching “The Cove”.)

Don’t get me wrong, not all sugar is bad, and I LOVE SUGAR.  I just have a growing repulsion to neon food, which reminds me of three teenage girls on the bus the other day all sucking on fist sized jawbreakers covered in a radioactive rainbow of powdered sugar.  Their mouths were glowing blue when they snickered at each other that made me want to gag.  Foods nowadays are wayyy too sweet that tries so hard to overcompensate for the lack of fat that should be present, in flavour and in nutrients. Like yogurt on the market these days.  What’s up with all the fat free low fat crap? Why would I want to eat fat free milk fat? may as well call it sugar paste, and may as well tap that syrup straight into my veins with an iv.  May as well.

At a recent Food Studies Lunch Reception, A and I were like teenagers on crack when we tried the new Truvia non sugar sweetener ‘made from’ or extracted from the stevia plant known to be 1000x sweeter than sugah.  It was indeed.  We were both surprised at how little we added to our super sour cranberry cocktails in order to kick it into high gear.

So I can’t help but ask also:

IS CANDY REALLY A FOOD?

If we start defining what candy is, can we start by defining what food is?  HAHAHA…Perhaps because what and why we consume feels so good because it is so bad.  Maybe we all have rebellious kids inside of us who just want food to be fun again, sweet, creative, and carefree.

or maybe it’s because when we were younger, it was our first encounters of joy through consumption, of something yummy, of things that we just wanted more of…

gimme more sugahhhh!

“so what’s wrong with sugar? I LIKE SUGAR” said a colleague of mine in class one monday evening when we were discussing all the new soda taxes being put into place.  She got really defensive, like someone was trying to yank the lolipop out of her mouth.  Or the Koolaid.  My dish is this – I don’t mind the conversations about what counts as good or bad, and how candy or sugary drinks is ‘defined’, my question is, people don’t mind paying for things as long as they know where their hard earned money is going, So where and what are these new taxes going to pay for?  Money in this country speaks the loudest, and as much as I want to fight this reality, I can’t.

It’s been a tough year in grad school, learning about America’s addiction to oil and sugar.  And like any child, I have cried and screamed in protest when things I like are taken away from me, hidden away from me, placed out of reach, or even destroyed.  It just so happens that I like good food, and it’s taken me a while to retrain my palate again for survival.  So all I can say is this, my relationship with food is constantly changing, and I challenge you to question yours too.  It is too easy to stick to what we know, to what we like, and to what is comfortable.  Emotional eating is always and only an instant gratifying moment that quickly passes, and we are often left wanting more to keep satiated.  Thus, as I look forwrd to a nice relaxing summer, to recharge and actually EAT, travel, and enjoy life again, I will walk away from this first year with a new found sense of awareness, of hardcore knowledge about a system that I once did not know.  Although there have been many trying times when I just wanted to throw in the towel, and indulge in that burger that might eventually kill me, I am learning how to change for the better, in hopes to inspire others to search for theirs too.

Life is never fair and all you can really ask for is balance that hopefully makes the bitterness of reality just a tad bit sweeter every so often.  And for that, I am so greatful that I met B.  Thanks for reminding me constantly that Love is strong enough to be all the GOOD in my life that gives me an escape from all the bad out there.  You are just like candy…

This pretty much sums up what I’ve been working on, thinking about, and engulfing my head on in the past few weeks – well, that and fattie bluefin TUNA and its depleting sources in the Atlantic – more on that later…

Props to the makers of the twenty min easy to digest and understand videos on the way we consume and how it’s going to kill us all if we don’t make some changes soon.

I always say, mother nature has the power to wipe us all out if we piss her off enough, and I think it’s time to stop doing just that.  We’ve been poking the dragon with money and hiding behind the big clouds of carbon smoke for a while now, and all we’ve proven is that we can’t fool anyone, even ourselves. One can only distract, insist, and entertain their own fancies for so long.  But what is going to happen later?

Sure sure, my generation is and has always been tagged as the “INSTANT GRATIFICATION” generation — but we’re learning to look forwards now culturally as hard as it is.  Question is, what about the next?  Will there be any resources left for them to even gratify on, or will they simply be walking drones that plug into a larger online world of consumption and reality further disconnecting themselves from organizing, working, living, and bonding with each other?

Were are we headed with this capitalistic consumption pattern that is soaking up every bit of resource left and spewing out garbage mountains?  Hmm, I feel like I walk through such a garbage mountain every day — it’s called Manhattan.  It smells, it rots, vermin and rodents are stronger than humans in fighting off disease, and the only good food left is bought at a high price because it’s been shipped in from somewhere that still has soil, grass, clean water, and air.  That or it’s made in a factory somewhere.

What a bleak future I’ve learned to see and want to protect my future kids if I ever have kids from.  Such is also a common thought amongst our generation because this is the first time our culture has hit rock bottom in our very own lifetime.  But it can be done! In seeking for inspiration like I know how to do best when things get tough, I look to movies — What a fabulous one this was: Earth Days in looking back at how the environmental movement was born in America, and how americans banned together to stand up to their leaders who weren’t doing a good job, to convince their leaders to economically provide incentives in order to protect the people, by banning pollution to improve the air and water quality – between the 50′s to the late 70′s.  So much work was done in that time period!

So, can we do it now?  Can we band together to make small changes together?  Can we convince others too in a way that frames the argument in a less offensive – “everything you do is wrong” kind of way?

The most interesting part about the way my generation grew up in a world where spreading capital wealth and neoliberalism from the 80′s to now was the sole reason for extracting what we thought would be an endless supply of resources and sourcing efficiency from all over the world is that the moment we became a “GLOBAL SOCIETY” – we took on all the bad stuff too.  Like a marriage, countries started to share each other’s burdens whether they could organize and get along or not, and is now trying to divorce themselves from the social justice problems that where hidden in the package.  It’s like the money blew the problem to a much bigger proportion than we would all handle together to begin with, and created a system rooted in a bad foundation based on greed and the idea of MORE is MORE.  So what now?  How does one individual or nation “find themselves” again, like post breakup when you’ve totally lost your way because you were distracted by all the shiny things that you thought loved you back?  How does one go on to influence a ripple of change that is systemic and global?

Well I guess it starts with my own habits, right? Yes!  Let’s start here. from within. and within my own community of networks and people.

So…

What if for one day, I turned off all the lights that I don’t need in order to see, for a moment, an hour, or twelve.

and turned off the tv, and my idle sleeping computer,

what if for one day, I used less water, generated less waste, and composted what can no longer be eaten,

what if I only used things that I can recycle and reuse again?  If I stopped drinking bottled water?

what if I shared my food, heat, and warmth with others,

walked, biked, carpooled or took public transit (when I’m not in NYC of course) or worked up to buying an electric car instead?

Would that be enough?

What if for one day, we all collectively with held from BUYING things, and reused or asked someone to share?  Does one really need more than five? ten? twenty shirts? — what would that do to our inherently theoretically failed economy? to our earth? and to ourselves?

Question is — what would it not do instead?

What if, we all counted our blessings of having clean water and air to breathe instead of expecting it to be owed to us like we’re entitled to it.  What if we asked more questions and taught the younger ones around us to ask questions too?

for one day, we could all come together and just

breathe.

like we do when the entire city is blanketed with snow, or out of power. (or when it rainstorms in Cali and no one goes outside…hahaha…)

What would that feel like if it was more than one day? more than a week? a month? (how long does it take to break bad habits?)

over 30 years ago, the very first Earth Day was the LARGEST movement of marching people that this nation had ever experienced all over the country.  30 years later, instead of cleaning up the garbage we’ve made, we are encouraged to go out and buy more even if they are ‘eco friendly products’ instead of reduce the amount we all don’t need to spend on.  Think about it.

Shopping is not and should not be the national identity of this nation — you do not need to be a consuming monster in order to survive.  Besides, who even has the money now these days?  Shopping doesn’t solve any of your problems, in fact it creates new waste and new problems, and a million more of those stupid “I’m not plastic bag” bags that are ridiculous and costly to produce.

and if you must and are so inclined to buy or need — vote with your dollar, buy smart – support those who are working hard at sustaining themselves through sustainable practices in order to feed you and their families.  Eat REAL FOOD.  I know I work on this actively everyday. I try my best not to buy what I don’t need anymore, and lordie knows I love to shop…

I am human, I try my best too.  But it’s because ‘I care about the World we share.’

and I want my kids to have a world to want to change too.  If I promise to not trash your home, to feed you, and take care of you, can you promise to take care of me and my home too?

It’s time for a new relationship, one with the earth and with other real people who all need to eat too.  Need extra inspiration? be FRESH –

xoxo Happy No Shopping because I love my Earth Day xoxo

J