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$17.99 pine nuts and $10.99 pasta sauce

4/14/2013

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I’ve never come home to find my house robbed before, but I can imagine the feeling. Like being punched in the gut – dismay and shock. Disbelief.

This feeling of anguish was how I felt tonight, as I opened garbage bag after bag, brimming with food. I felt even more disgusted than normal.


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Living off the land, urban style

3/27/2013

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It’s long overdue that I write about something other than the things I find in the garbage in New York. But… it never ceases to amaze me, so here I go again.

Tonight was lovely. I headed out on my bike after dark. Down Bedford Ave, through the Hasidic Jewish neighbourhood of Williamsburg, which was livelier than ever this evening. 


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Tonight's garbage gleanings

2/11/2013

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It’s still a bit embarrassing, I suppose, to pull up on a bicycle in front of a grocery store, and start carefully untying the knots on heaps of garbage bags with a headlamp. It’s not that I’m worried someone will see me and recognize me. I’d probably like that – I could explain myself. It’s all the people walking by that just casually glance over me. All those people that I can’t explain myself to. That’s who I’m thinking about when I glance around to see who’s looking.


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Dumpster diving in Brooklyn with my semi-nomadic housemate

1/9/2013

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Since the first day I got here, I’ve wanted to go out dumpster diving with my housemates. Partly because I’ve been eating the perogies and thai noodle soup and blueberries and apple cider and more (the fruits of their labour), and I want to contribute to our freegan based kitchen. And partly for the experience. (Freegan-ism, in a nutshell, is a vegan diet unless the food is averted from the waste stream)


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The Big Apple - here I come!

1/6/2013

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I’m in transit. I’ve hugged my mum good bye and sat through my first flight. A 1.5 hour WestJet flight from Comox to Calgary. The coifed and smiling service counter ladies have told me all the best spots to go to in New York “And of course, you have to do the Empire State building!” and the times to get there to avoid security queues. Armed with my new knowledge of Manhattan tourism hotspots, I wave one more time at my mum through the glass and board the plane.


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