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“To eat a place is to become it.”

I’m chewing on that. Food is absolutely intertwined with our sense of home. But often that food is part of the ghosts you speak of. To find your home via the culinary delights of a new place- that’s a new thought for me, and very intriguing! I look forward to seeing how this unfolds.

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The definition ‘edible neighborhood’ is a good description. I’ve been doing some of what you describe with neighbors bounty and what my husband grows in our garden in SW Portland. Looking forward to more stories.

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Yessssss. I'm so excited for this.

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So looking forward to more! It makes me think a little of Sara Bir walking around the block before talking at the Book Larder and coming back with her hands full of foraged things. Gonna quote myself, sorry: "Bir also knows that foraging touches something more than practicality or frugality or even sustenance. It’s made her more neighborly, she writes, more outgoing, able to literally “walk the walk” of sustainability. More open to the parallel universes hidden in our own neighborhoods, as surely as Narnia behind the wardrobe or Wonderland down a rabbit hole."

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Bring it on, JK--grateful to have your words be a regular companion again!

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So happy to be able to read your excellent prose. Thanks for this! I'm so impressed with this glimpse into your culinary practices. Looking forward to learning much more.

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My heart is filled! Thank you for sharing your thoughts and love for the natural gifts PDX, and your backyard, offers!!!! Love reading about my red-haired friend too.💕

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I love this and I love you, Jon! (Baby, too of course) So excited to read your stories. Oh, I already started sharing and I will keep doing it. :) xoxo

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Love this so much. Can’t wait to witness these stories alongside you!

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