Almost twenty years ago I met a traveler named Elijah, barefoot & barechested, wearing just cut off shorts even though it was late fall already. He’d walked his way across the country and advised me to eat what the earth offered wherever I was living at any moment. He said it was the trick to his health & vigor. Citrus grows where it’s hot & it’ll cool you off, root vegetables in colder climates, stick to your ribs and digest slowly to keep you warm.
He might’ve been a crazy man. It’s no secret I have a crazy-man magnet embedded deep inside me. But he had a point about the food. He was ahead of his time, or more accurately, he was passing on what once passed as common sense. Read the rest of this entry »
