The Wall Street Journal has a write-up on a new trend of yard-sharing. Am I just being sensitive or does the opening paragraph make locavores sound like an aristocratic class of nerdy food snobs?
There could hardly be a loftier culinary class than that of the locavore, a movement whose members eschew food grown outside a 100-mile radius of their homes. With copious outputs of money and labor, locavores earn bragging rights (we put up 50 jars of beets!), complaining rights (we went without wheat all winter!) and the right to believe they are doing their part to save the planet (we support local farms by paying $10 a pound for cherries!).
The description isn't too far off, although in my experience, locavores don't use exclamation points near that much.
The article goes on to describe the rising trend of landless gardeners matching up with landed non-gardeners to grow and share food.
Welcome to "urban sharecropping," the hippest, most hardcore new way to eat local. In the latest twist in the farm-to-table movement, homeowners who lack free time or gardening skills are teaming up with would-be farmers who lack backyards. Around the country, a new crop of match-makers are helping the two groups find each other and make arrangements that enable both sides to share resources and grow their own food.
The Seattle homeowner and gardener in the article found each other on the Urban Garden Share site.