From providing food for the low-income and homeless residents of Washington, D.C. to helping unemployed adults find work in the culinary industry, D.C. Central Kitchen is making a big difference in the community. Read on to find out more about this great non-profit organization.
The farmer’s market was a success. Amidst the stands of organic honey and natural body creams, my 11-monthy old son handled his stroller time like a champ. Sure, it was a bit hot, but his sweet bucket hat and iced apple juice helped him stay cooler than Sir Ian Mckellen and Alan Rickman in the 80s.
It didn’t snow when I finally packed my winter hats and gloves into storage. But we did get a healthy amount of rain, which is a bit unusual for the Mile-High City. A Seattle friend of mine was quick to inform me that in the Pacific Northwest, they refer to continuous days of dreary, cloudy rain as “weather.” In any case, I’ll take our 300 days of sunshine, mountainous peaks and occasional late-spring and early-fall blizzards over a Space Needle. Besides, my hometown still holds a bit of a grudge from a little something that happened earlier this year we like to call “Super Bowl 48.” Alas, it’s not yet football season. But it is farmer’s market season, and I’ll be taking my now 11-month old boy vegetable shopping on Sunday morning. I’ve already prepped the stroller and picked out his outfit, too. Can you tell I’m excited?
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I have a confession to make: I still haven’t put away my snow shovel. Or my winter jacket, or the box of mismatched gloves and wool socks sitting in the corner. The last time it snowed was in late May, but I have this feeling that the second I put these cold-weather items into storage, some freak blizzard’s going to hit. But now that my son is 11 months old, crawling and getting into anything he can, his mother demanded they be taken to storage by the end of the weekend. So if it starts to snow at any point over the next few days, I’d like to offer a hearty apology.