One source of my skepticism of the food movement in its various manifestations is the nagging feeling their vision is blurred by romanticism. Seems as if many of the articles and the blog posts are written by recent converts, eager to spread the word to all and sundry. Now as a liberal I should be open to such revelations, but I retain enough conservatism to doubt, to ask for a tad more aging of the wine before I take communion.
This bit is prompted by this post from "Pasture Raised and Grass Fed from Stony Brook Farm".
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