In the last couple of weeks, the topic of food service, and my long history with it has come up and it's got me thinking about my long, windy path that lead to Peace and Plenty Farm. I waitressed in San Francisco for decades, yes decades. Some of those years, I was doing plenty of other things: going to school, raising my daughter, launching my catering business, but a good handful of those years, I was just waiting (borrowing from Debra Ginsberg's book of the same title for that zinger).
We’ve just passed our four year anniversary of first finding the farm. That first day, and in the subsequent months, the property felt far from a farm, and entirely overwhelming. The thigh-high star thistle we had waded thru in May...Continue reading