The day the shops closed. A food forager’s journey. Day 3

Quite frankly, I don’t feel like this foraging challenge business at all today. I just want to open the fridge, eat and get on with my day. Getting on with my day? What does that involve anyway? Gardens and food. It’s a catch 22. I’m married to mother Nature. Through thick and thin. Till death…

The day the shops closed. A food forager’s journey. Day 2

But breakfast first. After yesterday’s escapades (scroll down to read all about them) I expected to be ravenous in the morning. But quiet the opposite happened, I wasn’t hungry at all. I went foraging on an empty stomach and when the yearning for breakfast arrived, I simply turned to some very sweet and ripe papaya…

The day the shops closed: A food forager’s journey. Day 1

I’ve been a keen forager for a long time. To aimlessly wander and pick up roots and shoots, leaves and fruit, it’s my ultimate pastime. I’m realizing more and more that even organic farming has an element of aggression to it, especially when it relies heavily on soil amendments and human inputs to produce food….

Science has failed my world

Science has failed my world. I feel uncomfortable uttering this statement. And for good reasons. In the eyes of the masses, criticizing modern science is often terrain of the unemployed or uneducated. Besides, history teaches that being different is risky business. I’m not surprised that the need to ‘fit in’ is deeply engrained in the…

A letter from your mother:

So tell me, who really rules the world? Is it the president, supported by his wise advisors and the odd encouragement from his wife? Is it the pope, deprived of life’s greatest pleasures, put in charge when nearing the end of his life? A secret shadow government, tapping your phone, the global banks who enslaved…