Edible Bozeman

Last Bite

Regeneration

I am 5 again. It’s a cloudy spring day, and I’m following my grandfather to the field across from my house. It rained last night,

Daichi Spring

The possibility of rain isn’t enough.

Harmony

Market Day

Essay: Flowers for My Soul

Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful; They are sunshine, food, and medicine for the soul.

Essay: Kale Salad to Share

Kale salad and black coffee. What a distinctly Jerry order, anyone who knew him would say.

Essay: Cooking the Hard Way

Discovering that fruits and vegetables could actually be purchased in their fresh state was my moment of epiphany.