Since its first day in May 1994, Boise’s Capital City Public Market has opened each market with a cowbell. This year, the market initiated the Bell Ringer At The Market program. A guest bell-ringer representing a community non-profit or other community activity says a few words, and rings the bell. The non-profit is...
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“So where are we headed?” I asked Jason Brashears as we hiked to the far end of a field that looked as if it were planted in nothing more promising than plowed dirt. “We are going to Okraville,” he said with a grin and a tip of his wide-brimmed, straw hat. A little further...
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It was a cold and windy spring morning when I drove out to Homedale, Idaho for the 2011 Grafting Seminar by Bob Purvis. The directions led me through Nampa on Karcher Road, allowing me to quickly stop at a store to get a utility knife, one of the tools we were asked to bring. ...
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The mood was sunny on a spring afternoon as a small crowd collected for a student presentation on the lawn of the College of Idaho campus in Caldwell. It was warm, there was a barbecue afterward and graduation was only days away. Yet one of the photographs the eight student presenters had set on easels...
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Hand: The Year of Idaho Food is nearing it’s halfway mark. A year long collaboration of volunteers, the Year of Idaho Food is designed to collect and catalogue stories, recipes, photographs and videos from any Idahoan willing to share. The project is gathering material from gardeners, farmers, restaurant owners, virtually anyone with a connection...
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I brought my first harvest home from Peaceful Belly Victory Garden class last week. Chives and rhubarb – both planted by previous classes – may not sound like much. But to me, it is a bounty and a harbinger of all that is to come. Last spring, in Seattle, I joined a CSA and...
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Say you’re sitting on the sunny patio of a local restaurant during the height of tomato season. So, of course, you order a tomato salad. But what arrives is not so much a plate of tomatoes as ghostly impostors, soulless industrial tomatoes with less flavor than a napkin. You look across the street–a literal...
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