Eco-challenge

Serving Lawrence’s bounty

At the beginning of "Plenty: One Man, One Woman and a Raucous Year of Eating Locally," an impromptu dinner party in the Alaskan wilderness prompts the authors to take on the 100-mile diet challenge for one year. It was a dinner party - as authors Alisa Smith and J.B. MacKinnon soon found out - ...

Putting some pop back in the diet

I'm the first to admit that the 100-mile diet hasn't been much of a diet at all. I've indulged in glass upon glass of milk, slathered on the butter, poured on the honey, and stuffed myself full of peaches, corn and potatoes. Still something was missing. I have since given up pining for coffee ...

Travel leads to vacation from 100-mile diet

I started out with such good intentions. This past weekend, I flew back home to a cousin's wedding in Pennsylvania. For some followers of the 100-mile diet, traveling can be a free pass to eating beyond the confines of food hunted and gathered within a two-hour drive. However, I wasn't going to ...

A Saturday in the kitchen: Cardboard-tasting pasta and scrumptious sauce

The day started with the purchase of an innocent-looking flat of tomatoes at Saturday's Lawrence Farmers' Market. And ended with me standing on a stool at 9:30 p.m. kneading dough into small elastic piles of pasta.In between there was me buying four pounds of apples, going on a scavenger hunt ...

Got Milk?

Got Milk?Yesterday afternoon, I pulled out an ice-cold, honest-to-goodness glass bottle of milk from my refrigerator.It was something I hadn't done since I was ten years old. And, I am not exaggerating when I say it was the best glass of milk I have ever had.Sometime between heading off to ...

Eating within range

The thing about a diet (and I should know because I have been on more than a few) is when you first start one, you never think about all the food you can have. Instead, my mind is driven - obsessively so - to what is forbidden. I mean Monday wasn't so bad. For breakfast, I had whole-wheat toast ...

To KC and back

It took three buses, a $9 taxi ride, one train and a bit of cheating. But, I did it. I managed to get to Kansas City ([Westport's Ernie Biggs Dueling Piano Bar to be exact][1]) on a Friday night and return the same day -- without driving. Well, not exactly on the same day, but close enough.The ...

On someone else’s timetable

Trains don't wait. It was among my grandmother's favorite sayings and a line her father - a conductor for the Philadelphia and Reading Railroad Line - had passed down to her.The words ran through my head as I was running toward the bus stop at 6th and Maine streets.I wasn't late, exactly. I had ...

Dealing with the baggage

The cup of coffee fit perfectly in the bottle holder of my road bike. Even better, most of it remained inside the cup as I pedaled from one side of downtown to the other.I know, it's a small achievement. But after being drenched on my walk to work Monday, I chalked this trip up as a major ...

Carless commuter discovers hazards of two-legged travel

_Editor's note: Over the next couple of weeks, reporter Christine Metz is undertaking an eco-challenge of her own design. In a quest to live a greener lifestyle, she has set out to go one week without a car, spend a month eating only locally grown food and track how much waste a person produces ...