Photos by Austin Banach
The first time I learned about where food came from was around first or second grade.
It was a marvel to a 6-year-old’s eyes when we were instructed to place seeds between damp paper towels and discovered a plant “hatching” (germinating) from them in a mere three days. After the seeds sprouted we planted them into tiny pots with soil, watered them daily and watched them grow, inch by inch. I don’t recall if those small plants ever made it outdoors, or if I saw the edible outcome after that plant fully matured, but years later I now appreciate being exposed at a young age to how everything comes from just a tiny seed. A relationship with food is what my teacher perhaps wanted me to learn, a healthier relationship beyond the cereal I ate for breakfast, the pizza I ate for lunch or the spaghetti … Read the rest