I will never forget my first NOSB meeting which is where I met Lynn Coody. She was a firecracker of knowledge and expertise with an even manner that was disarming and gentle. Her smile was as wide as her breadth of knowledge, and I knew right away we would be friends and that I had much to learn from her.
- It was the beginning of a new millennium. The year 2000 had come with no calamities or misfortunes, but it did bring the winds of change.
I had built a small brokerage business that for six years had linked organic produce growers with receivers across the country. Yet a wrinkle was forming in the fabric of my business model that would change my life forever. Continue reading
This not so much a factual account of my week in DC but rather a philosophical musing of the state of organic today.
I knew full well the political atmosphere in DC when I arrived—it is muddled with shear turbulence. So too the organic industry is experiencing a bumpy trajectory even as it streams ahead with over 6% growth.
Organic has been under a barrage of political threats and media scandals that just don’t seem to stop. Continue reading
I was in New Orleans recently with the intention of savoring the food as much as to partake of friends and family. I set about on a culinary expedition of the Cajun-bayou kind mixed up with great helpings of French influence. The food was rich and plentiful, southern soul steeped in Louis X1V sauces. Fried chicken, okra, sausage and crawfish all graced my palate and plate.
Thus I debauched at the bottom of the mighty Mississippi, a land of plenty where the nation’s corn-basket spills out upon an ancient delta rife with issues. So I pondered… How is it that my food and the Gulf of Mexico are intrinsically connected? Continue reading