One problem with local food, I’m discovering, is that it’s … not always local. Having to drive further than my local supermarket in order to find it is a paradox that I am well aware of. At least my journey to Bishopston or Ashton, however, is shorter than that made by those Spanish tomatoes in order to appear ripe and fresh at my local supermarket in a “just ready” state. Nor is it as long as the journey that baby corn has made from
So, taking my lead from the helpful if brief Friends of the Earth list of locally-sourced food suppliers in Bristol, I set off (in my gas guzzler) in search of local food.