Kitchen Education Manifesto


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I discovered this, written by a Shaker while I was studying at the Culinary Institute of America. One of the most fantastic aspects of that school is the huge library they have of culinary works from across the centuries. I was writing a paper on the Shakers. When I first read this I got goose bumps and my spine shivered.

Unfortunately the people who are in positions of power currently in our world are generally on pretty bad diets. Couple that with high stress lifestyles and we have a perfect recipe for paranoid, grumpy and negative thinking personalities. Is it really such a good idea to let people like this run our world? The following, written by a Western Plowman and published in The Shaker Manifesto of September of 1883, lays this out in clear language.

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Selling the Land in BC

Pitt Meadows Blueberry FieldsI discovered this really well written letter by Corky Evans on the site EdibleLandscapes.ca. I will repost some of it here, to read the whole letter please go to www.ediblelandscapes.ca and click on the button that says “Be Subversive”. What Corky Evans speaks of as happening in Canada has and is happening all over the world. As we all know, governments are selling off earth and nature as plunder, corporations have the control, in this letter he makes very good points as to how we all need to come together to get rid of these greedy systems. The left and right are on the same side in this one….

The Campbell Government has taken away the right!
Subject: Letter from Corky Evans

The Big Lie

The following letter was written by Corky on November 4, 2007.

Dear Friends:
Back a few years, before the election of 2005, I was working in the town of Nakusp. Walking down the street one day, I ran into a guy I used to know who has served many years as a Social Credit Cabinet Minister.

It was winter and, in winter in Nakusp, pretty much everyone you meet on the street is someone who lives there. The unlikely meeting of two historical political combatants on the streets of a little town on the Arrow Lakes made for a sense that we were on neutral turf. We struck up a conversation more personal than public. He asked me if I would run for office again and then, surprisingly, he almost begged me to re-enter politics. I knew this fellow by virtue of our mutual years as enemies, so I asked him why he cared.

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