When the prayers of the people begin, the Stephens' pew in the back starts to thump. Ten-year-old Mallory is working her way toward the door. As I hand the offering baskets to the ushers, she returns with a large cooler.
farm-to-fork movement is uber-hip. But this post is about something even more
local: tasty backyard garden-grown food in season. It's one of the perks of
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