Going Down The Rabbit Hole

And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you’re going to fall…
(Jefferson Airplane-White Rabbit)

First of all…I hope that all of our lovely market customers and vendors had smashing Easter weekends!! The weather was beautiful. Perfect for ushering in the season.

So, now for the title, lyric, theme for today’s and a series to come, through my Weblog writing.

While it would make sense that I am carrying over the Easter groove with the whole White Rabbit song pick, it really isn’t. If you see the lyric, and the title of Falling Down The Rabbit Hole, you know I am about to lead you on a trip…a journey…a series of disturbing Weblogs.

Yes…I am getting ready to unveil my own undercover adventure that I began on New Year’s Day. An adventure that I chose to keep entirely to myself. I knew that if I were to utter even a word of it to those closest to me, my best pals, anyone at all…they would call me crazy, they would not let me hear the end of it if my mission failed, and well, basically, they would have pulled me out of the rabbit hole. But, I was determined to fall. Determined to go undercover to once and for all, prove that I really have been right, all along. That I am not crazy. That all of these years in the local food scene, all of the time spent in baking, preaching nutrition, fighting for the markets that I have managed, to have only real food, locally produced food, knowing your food, standing behind the slow food movement, to grab organic when local is not in season, to shun processed food, fast food, bad food, empty food, really was the way to go.

You see, in December, I was facing so many negative forces, all at once. I was doubting what I have been doing. I was getting feedback, much like I always get feedback from naysayers that the way I eat, the way I run markets, the way I bake, the so called expense of eating good food, real food, slow food was not feasible, and that food was just food.

For nine years I have listened about how people can get bread for .99 at one or more of our local stores. I have stood in front of people talking about this market, only to be told that I know nothing of what I am talking about. I don’t even remember what really started to wear me down, but I know that I closed the door to my shop, the end of December, and decided to start my dark journey, so that I could bring you my findings. And, I also knew that if the naysayers were really right, and that food didn’t matter, then I would have to seriously consider stepping away from all that I believe in and support.

So yes…I went undercover, falling down the rabbit hole of my secret life of a processed eater. I had to do it in private, I had to shop in secret, and I had to hide what really became an addiction. I have a very known face, personality, car, and local platform. I was not going to let my public witness my grocery shopping experiment or my fast food experiment. It was hard lurking in the shadows. But, I gave myself a three month experiment, ending on March 31.

In my Down The Rabbit Hole Weblog series, I will take you down that path, that hole, and then how hard it was to come back out to my regular way of eating, my regular health, my food budget, etc.

The results were not pretty…and, this is why I believe, even more, in the importance of this local food movement, and this market, as well as my other businesses.

I became your poster girl for bad food. I took one for the team, just to prove, once and for all, that my stand is not for nothing…

So, with this entry to the series…get your orders ready for the week. We always seem to get busy over a holiday, and forget to order. We close, tomorrow evening…don’t be late…

XOXO,
Cosmic Pam