It may be sacrilege to say so, but schools everywhere are gearing up for the next academic year (many in the south will start in as little as three weeks). As the days of sack lunches loom, I wanted to take a minute to report on what I learned over my summer vacation.
First, I fell in love (again) with my local farmer’s market. It became a favorite Saturday morning ritual—show up, take a couple laps around the stalls to see what’s good, catch a little of the cooking demo and a sweet iced tea before filling my tote bags. I learned that a market says as much about a community as it does what’s in season: the diversity of shoppers in Birmingham told me that we all care about quality produce at accessible prices. We also like to dance to bluegrass music as we buy.
Second, I discovered so many great efforts aimed at helping our kids eat healthier. The