This past Saturday, armed with my trusty vegan-sidekick, we drove into 'the big city' and went where no veggie-nerd had gone before! A million thank yous to all the vendors who so graciously opened their stalls for us to snoop around in. For as long as I can remember I've wanted to know "what goes on in there?" And now I do. It's about fourth generation produce-guys keeping the family business alive. It's about getting fresh produce out to local vendors and local markets across the GTA and beyond. It's about talking to vendors about various kinds avocados, spuds, lemons and fruits I can't even pronounce. It's about a little girl who handed me a bag and said "my dad said to fill up this bag with tomatoes - you can even give us a donation for FoodShare". My heart melted and I dug deep into my pocket - you just knew that she was the next vendor-in training. Her father beamed. There was this overwhelming sense of 'hope' - I know that probably sounds corny (pardon the produce-pun), but the being surrounded by people who loved food ... FRESH FOOD ... well, it made us feel like maybe, just maybe, 'real food' will return to more family tables. That is of course, if we left any produce behind ... I'm not kidding we couldn't have fit another single solitary carrot in our car :) What a fab day out - and what a fab cause. So glad we could be part of it ...
What's a ShortStack to do? On my most recent and terrifying visit to the dentist (yup, I'm a total wimp when it comes to dentistry) I was told I need to see an Endodentist. A what? Ya' ... that's Dentist-lingo for "Root Canal Specialist". Once I woke-up from passing out at the mere thought of such a thing happening to little old me, I booked my appointment and have since resigned myself to the fact that although my teeth are in excellent condition (I floss people!) I should be brave, go and see this guy and MAYBE have him tell me that I need to go UNDER THE KNIFE?!?!?
(I'm French Canadian and try to be as dramatic as possible when it comes to storytelling ... )
But then TODAY ... I read that for the FIRST TIME EVAHHHHH the Ontario Food Terminal is going to open its doors TO THE PUBLIC! On the same day, at the same time, as my trip to Mr. Endodentist. My heart breaks. Violins play in the background ...
This event sounds amazing, and being a foodie-nerd I've ALWAYS wanted to go and wander around that place ... and here's my chance ... http://fresh-fest.ca/
So ... I'm taking a poll ...
All those in favor of cancelling the Endodentist appointment and supporting a good cause (see, doesn't it sound less selfish to say that I'm supporting FoodShare?) ... say AYE!
And all those in favor of me missing this most fantastic event, being brave and sticking with the appointment ... say NAY! (I promise not to hate you.)
Some people get excited for Christmas. Their birthday. A wedding. Thanksgiving. And sure, these are all worthy of a little fanfare. But it should be said, that our holiday calendars should be adjusted to include The Garlic Festival in Stratford, Ontario. Harness your inner Buffy, make sure your fridge is chock-a-block full of butter, your shelves readied with olive oil and get yourselves to this celebration of the stinking rose! With relatives like onion, leek and chive, no wonder 'garlic' is being celebrated.
To say that we're excited for this annual event would be an understatement of the greatest proportion. Having just recently bought 6lbs of garlic from "my organic garlic farmer in Duntroon" it's amazing I have any need for more garlic. But really, one can never have enough garlic and given how much we use in this house, it's a wonder I don't start growing it myself! If you're looking for something to do this weekend - look no longer. If you're a vampire ... maybe just stay in and watch a movie or something ... clean your pantry ... just stay put and don't answer the door. Happy Allium Weekend One & All!