As spring begins to purr in the background, it is important to remind ourselves what foraging means in an environment under increasing pressure. There is good news (lots of invasive edible plants), and there is bad news (we are eating indigenous ramps into oblivion).

Read my essay for Edible Manhattan about how and what to forage in our brave, and not-so-new century.


To book a forage walk with me, please visit 66 Square Feet