Anyone who gets organic garden magazines has been subjected to the “garden porn” of California raised beds overflowing with herbs and vegetables and other gardens at their peak. The false sense they convey is that if everyone did this, we could all feed ourselves off the land!
In recent years, I’ve read a lot of articles about urban gardening, encouraging even apartment dwellers to grow mini vertical gardens up their windows in empty 2-liter coke bottles, or to grow food on their postage-stamp patios. The photos are gorgeous, but they also convey this false promise of lots of beautiful, fresh food.
These days, urban gardening and the idea that we can have “sustainable” local food sources in cities has become a buzz word for attracting grants and political support. Seattle has designed a food forest that people will be able to forage in for free blueberries and fruit. Ah, the vision of neighborhood children on an annual blueberry picking trip, just like Sal, but without the bears. The article notes that they haven’t decided what to do to keep people from over-harvesting and not leaving fruit for their neighbors’ children. In this utopian vision, everyone will share and no one will be greedy. And… there will be plenty for all!
Chicago City Hall Roof
I am a fan of this utopian vision, of course. Who could be opposed? I do believe it is very good for fighting climate change to increase green space in cities, and that includes green space on rooftop gardens. Chicago has been a leader in this area. I also think it’s very good for people to see real food and how it grows. It is good for children to know about plants and about pests and to eat a tomato or salad that they grew from seed. I remember as a kid all those experiments with potatoes stuck with toothpicks sprouting on windowsills. It was cool that the potato “grew,” but having never put one of them in the ground and seen the leaves and the ultimate score of potatoes at harvest, it was pretty abstract. Mostly I remember it as kind of gross by the end, a slimy mess we threw away.
I think having community gardens is fantastic. I especially think it’s great when people from other cultures can introduce their native foods to an area– I’m thinking specifically of my Argentinian friend’s zapallitos and the prolific Chicago tomatillos and Hmong long beans in Minneapolis. I’m also thinking of the glories of Long Beach, California, neighborhoods, where there were plenty of lemons for people to forage and rosemary hedges. An apartment building on my block had gorgeous “edible” landscaping in front of it. I often took herbs from there– but I did not take cabbage or kale! Because, of course, there was only one beautiful head per plant to be had, and it did not belong to me.
I think edible landscaping is also great, especially if you can convince the neighbors to put up with the “messiness” of them, the fact that for most of the year they are “dormant” and unproductive, not full of green and flowers and fruit. Planting fruit trees is wonderful, especially for preserving our pollinators. However, you need the resources to prune them and protect them from deer. Berry bushes can get invasive and people have to be willing to put up with the berry-laden poop of birds and tracking berries through the sidewalks and into homes. Most people I know with berry bushes have tried to get rid of them. Again, too messy. If we can change people’s focus from the mess to the resource, i.e., get them to make jam instead, that will be great.
At the end of the day, I don’t think all this fervor for urban gardening adds up to much more than an educational endeavor. It is clearly not going to replace industrial agriculture. As a recent article in the New York Observer argues, it’s not just about economics but also about what we mean by “green” that dooms locavore agriculture schemes. You can’t transport the locally grown food without using a lot of energy.
I love this direction our society is taking, obviously. I also see it as having three basic parts:
1) rejuvenation of the small farm industry: lots of young people are actually going into farming in rural areas, taking over small plots of land and making a go of it growing food and distributing it through local channels. CSAs and farmer’s markets are bringing good food to a lot of people and connecting them more closely to the production of food.
2) social justice initiatives: community gardens and food initiatives in urban areas are providing community building and healthy opportunities for immigrants, school children and others to connect. Urban planners are thinking about ways to make cities more green as a way to slow global climate change. People are learning about healthy food and having a chance to see how produce grows and grow their own crops. I am always reminded of my former husband coming home from volunteer clean-up work at the Robert Taylor Homes in Chicago with a large amount of basil that was growing wild along a chain link fence. It was abandoned, but had at one point been someone’s connection to fresh food in the bleakest of environments.
3) elite access to quality food: It is still the elite who have access to most of this good food. Those locavore restaurants where farms provide (a few!!) ingredients are expensive! So are the twelve varieties of micro-greens at the Union Square farmer’s market in New York. And it is not lost on me that our fantastic experience shopping with Marjorie in NYC a few years ago included the farmer’s market and also some of the finest imported cheese, meats, and nuts/spices from Italy and the Middle East, a culinary adventure you’d have difficulty replicating anywhere but New York City– or accomplishing in a single day without a car in New York City.
It is from this privileged place that I am experiencing the food movement. I’m so happy about it, but I’m not kidding myself. Every time I think about a way to turn this into a money-making enterprise, I quickly give up. The best bet would be to find a niche and really exploit it. The best business model in this area is Forest Mushrooms, whose inventory is only partially locally grown. The local artisan baker does very well, too, but only because there are people willing to pay $5-7 for a quality loaf of bread.
When I see the stories and the wild promises of feeding neighborhoods, I’m almost always swept away. Then I have to regather myself and realize that it takes so much time and space and energy just to grow a little bit of food! I remember how fast my leeks disappear, and my garlic, and even my rows of onions.
This time of year, our larder is more bare. We ate the last butternut squash yesterday, roasted with some of the last potatoes, a few last turnips, and some Forest mushrooms, store-bought carrots, onions and garlic. Brussels sprouts are up to $6/lb, so we’ve mostly been eating the price-stabilized broccoli and romaine lettuce, which come on big trucks or train cars from California or Mexico I’m sure.
The ditch that runs along the side of the road– a pretty deep ditch, I might add– is filled with snow, and that means the wind is whipping large quantities of snow across the driveway all the time. Which means snow removal, and sometimes car and truck dislodging, is a regular, daily activity. I can’t complain because womenfolk around here don’t drive heavy machinery, which means no snow-blowing for me. I do help dislodge vehicles when called upon to do so.
I’m thinking our driveway is one of those roads. And Route 2 out to Cold Spring which we would have taken to see the accountant, and parts of Hwy 75 into St. Cloud which I would have taken to the board meeting for the nonprofit I volunteer with… instead, I’m staying put.
The sun is shining through the blowing snow making it look like the air is filled with glitter. Some sunny afternoons there have been beautiful, long, slanting icicles.
