It’s 5 o’clock, and you’re leaving the office in search of some post-work libations and snacks before dinner. You could go the traditional happy hour route — where you’re limited to a few drinks and small bites within a short window of time — or you could up the ante and visit a Japanese izakaya.
Soup kitchens, food banks and nonprofits are overrun with volunteers during the holidays. But, the real need comes Jan. 1 — after the hordes disappear.
The goal for Curry Without Worry is to continue to feed the needy in San Francisco, and in Katmandu, where most of the people served are street children and the elderly and handicapped.
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When my friend Natalie asked me if I had any plans for Easter weekend, I was mildly embarrassed to admit that I hadn’t. I just hadn’t given it much thought this year.
“Well, you do now,” she said. “Want to help plant a farm?”
Plant a farm. I couldn’t think of a good reason not to. I welcomed the excuse to get outside and do something interesting, something for free. Something more than a little dirty.
Warning: This is not a piece extolling the virtues of Slow Food Nation ’08, so if there are delicate sensibilities out there who can’t bear the suggestion that Slow Food Nation is anything other than shiny, happy people eating food, you should probably stop reading right now. It would be one thing if this rant was all about how I volunteered at Slow Food Nation and all I got was this lousy apron.
That’s not even the half of it.