by Lillian Lake | | Building Community, Farms, Food, Locally Made
And just like that, summer collapsed into fall. – Oscar Wilde It would be honest to say that Oscar Wilde’s words regarding fall are nearly my favorite way to describe how I feel about this particular change of the season. The others seem to be gradual, but it...
by Lillian Lake | | Food, Locally Made
This week I took a trip down memory lane, compliments of a weekly Twitter chat, aptly called #NostlagiaChat. NostalgiaChat was the brainchild of Beki Winchel. Recently, she turned the reins over to Steve Case. When I can fit it in on Sunday evenings, it’s a great way...
by Lillian Lake | | Building Community, Farms, Food, Locally Made, Spiritual
There are some evenings out with friends that turn out absolutely, perfect. I experienced one such evening when invited to a farm-to-table dinner at St. Joseph’s Parish Hall in Farmington, Maine. Tickets were limited to 100 and they were sold out weeks in advance....
by Lillian Lake | | Building Community, Locally Made
First published in Franklin Journal When we explore food and community, we each have our own vision and memories. They most likely impact how we presently look at food and whether our relationship with food is precarious or secure. Mostly, our food passion is...
by Lillian Lake | | Building Community, Food, Locally Made, Spiritual
What comes to mind when you think of Christmas traditions? As I drank my coffee this morning, wishing for colder weather (well, it is December in Maine!) I was thinking of what Christmas traditions mean. Traditionally, we have snow for Christmas. Today it is in the...
by Lillian Lake | | Building Community, Farms, Food, Locally Made
I genuinely love my farmers and fishers. I don’t like the production practices of some, but I know overall how true the words are “No Farms, No Food” and strive through my writing and speaking to instill a respect for all food producers, regardless of individual...
