Sounds like a dinosaur, doesn’t it?
The locavorasaurus roamed the earth before the dawn of man, eating anything that grew. By “roamed the earth”, we mean “turned around and around in place”, and by “eating anything that grew”, we mean “eating anything within reach”.
A Locavore, in case you haven’t heard, tries to eat food that’s fresh, local, and organically/sustainably grown. The epitome of Locavoraciousness is a backyard garden.
Which we have.
Here’s what I harvested this morning. At the top is basil. Gonna make some pesto today. Then we have tomatoes, turnips, a couple of okra pods I missed yesterday, and cucumbers. Gonna make pickles from the cucumbers. At the bottom are parsley (for the pesto), dill (for the pickles), chard and turnip greens.
Tonight, the Locavores will feast!!
In other news, I finished the rough draft of the latest Holly Jahangiri story, “The Pratty Who Saved Chrissmuss”. I’m still working on “Surviving the Book”.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Where does your main character get food?