A typical late afternoon at our home. 5:00 p.m. yesterday. Lee's tired after work, and has a 7:00 meeting about the upcoming Fiddle Fest in Berrien Springs. I've got a scheduled work phone call that will begin at 6:00. So, for dinner?
We choose one of our two Eau Claire restaurants, and Lee picks up our burgers and fries (and ice cream, of course!) from Main Street Burger. Good things: the food comes in a brown paper bag, tastes good, and the owners and employees are all local. Not so good things: restaurant ingredients come from the industrialized food system. But Main Street has little (almost no) choice about that. There isn't a good, close, reliable supply of local beef and potatoes. Not that our surroundings couldn't support both. But our food distribution system can't.
Our four-year-old Callie was pleased with dinner, since french fries dipped in ketchup are one of her favorites. Oh well, at least its not McDonalds. This time.
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