As I bit into my first mushroom grown by the ever awesome care of Frankie, I knew this was the best mushroom I had ever eaten.
I had the privilege of speaking to Frankie before gathering my food for the meal, and the ultimate appreciation and gratitude goes out to her for providing such a savory dish from her own hard work. The amount of time, supplies, and overall stress that went into fostering the growth of those mushrooms came across in the quality of taste each one of them possessed.
There is a concept I keep coming back to, which is intention of community. It is something I have struggled to maintain these last couple of years, in my move from Kentucky. I left behind literally my entire family. So genuine community has been hard to come by recently.
This may be why I am incredibly thankful for Frankie’s tender care in creating not only a unique perspective on mushrooms, but helping to foster community though service growing/cooking. This week gave me high hopes and a warm heart for community growth.