So I am a little behind on my blogs. I made Jerusalem Artichoke bisque from local sources, but didn’t document it well, so maybe I’ll get that another time. However, today I want to write about something different. I want to take a moment to think about local food as part of becoming rooted in a new society and culture. On the surface, this seems like a pleasant metaphor, but I think there might be more to consider.
When I was at the market getting my Jerusalem Artichokes, greens, salad turnips and more for our dinners, I stopped at an information table for a group, Transplanting Traditions Community Farm. You can find out more at ocpyc.wordpress.com. They also have a facebook page and are on twitter @FarmTraditions. I was struck that they are taking local food ideas on a global scale. The organizaiton is a CSA farm run by Karen refugees living in Orange County. The farm is run by refugees who were farmers in Burma, but now live here as refugees.
I was struck first that this approach and movement allowed people whose lives were dramatically and traumatically uprooted to maintain some connection to their identity as farmers while trying to develop a transnational identity in a new land. I’ve never thought of food and food production as a means to bridging cultural migrations in this way, but I liked the idea. I like that the Karen people were able to hold on to something, even something modest, while also providing for themselves, and also maybe helping us know a little more about their culture.
This pushed me to consider my assumptions about the local food agenda I am pursuing. I wondered if this agenda was overlooking some important unifying power that food and food production has in an increasingly tense, hostile, and at times scary world. Transplanting Traditions Community Farm offers a peaceful approach to intercultural understanding and border crossing between cultural groups. Thus I am thinking that local foods might offer hybridized cultures and discourse communities that can benefit the common good in more than environmental ways.
I think this is just one more reason that we should all go to our local farmers’ market. You never know what you might see, experience, or learn by being there.