Putting the Meadow Back Into Your Loaf
I had a vision, standing in a field in Italy called Masi, which means together. There was an olive tree and crops from the previous year growing – grains that had been rescued from the Aleppo seed bank: barley and wheat and oats. There were rose petals in the hedgerow, and cornflowers and butterflies. The sun was coming through the field, and as I was standing there I felt totally connected. Then my foot stepped on some wild oregano and its scent rose up. And in that moment, I saw this vision of grasses and flowers growing together and I realised we needed to eat the whole meadow.
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