Terry's Blog

Sep 17

And away she goes.

I woke up June 1st and it hit me. Soon she’d be gone. Our time together was limited. It would never be the same. I stopped everything (as you may have noticed by the large gap between blog posts) and spent as much time with her as possible. And then it happened. College.

Okay, so maybe I’m being a little dramatic, but the weeks between the end of high school and the beginning of college I found myself questioning the past 18 years of parenting. Had I done all the right things, done enough, prepared her well? Would our relationship change? When the calls from college started pouring in, my questions were answered.

“The food here is just food. I’m eating, but I’m just going through the motions. There’s no love in this food.” She was full and empty at the same time. Desperate for nourishment, she walked to the grocery store in search of organic eggs. There were none. “They’re all the same size, the same color and are packaged in Styrofoam – they’re produced, not laid.” She couldn’t bring herself to buy them. Soon thereafter, she discovered the omelet bar, where she could have eggs with as many vegetables added as she wanted. But yesterday’s sign was the final straw, “No egg whites. Avian Bird Flu.” “Are they kidding? Why don’t they just say there are no real eggs?”

I couldn’t help but wonder, had my focus on clean food ruined my daughter? Would she be unable to make it in the real world? Then I realized, just the opposite is true. In the opening essay in CLEAN FOOD I conclude, “The cleaner we eat, the clearer we think, and the better we are able to embrace good health and nutrition.” Turns out, my daughter is not only clean, but she’s an educated consumer. She is clear, she is connected and she is empowered to negotiate the landscape to find and to make healthy choices. While there is barely enough room for her belongings in her tiny room, she has found a way to eat the foods that she knows work for her. She has stocked her fridge with kale, made green smoothies with bananas from the dining hall, and even spent a few hours in a borrowed kitchen making healthy treats and vegetable paninis to stock her fridge for the coming week.

Sarah's smoothie Sep 09, 5 53 54 PM

Blueberry, banana and kale smoothie – dorm room style. Thank you, Nutribullet!


My home has always overflowed with conversation around healthy food choices, whole meals and the healing power of food. Forcing my children to eat a particular way never worked. And yet, every child (like every adult) is different. I’m grateful my approach has worked with #1, and just hope it works as well with #2! If I’ve learned nothing else, it’s that the journey is never as expected. Change is inevitable, community invaluable, and our children perhaps the greatest teachers of all.

How have you taught your children about nutrition? What has worked, and what has not? If we all share, each one of us will end up with a larger tool box to draw from the next time the journey takes an unexpected turn. Until that time,

Eat Clean Live Well!

Terry Walters

Jul 10

Dreaming of a Perfect Farmers Market

Farmers markets are starting to remind me of past boyfriends – just when you get to know them, they change. Let’s face it, there are farmers markets and then there are the big boys, like Santa Monica, Chicago, Santa Fe, Seattle, Portland, New York City… (just to mention a few of my favs). But at the top of my list has always been the Waitsfield Farmers Market in the Mad River Valley of Vermont.


The Waitsfield Market is as popular as ever, but for me, this past weekend, it just wasn’t the same. We strolled as a family, selected beautiful produce for our dinner and enjoyed our time, but the magic was not there for any of us.  The local wood and metal artist no longer has a booth; the woman who hand-painted salad bowls has sold her business and moved on; my daughter’s favorite crepe maker was gone without a trace; and the live music directed toward young children, which once I’m sure I enjoyed, simply made me sad to realize that my own girls have grown too old for rhyming lyrics set to the strum of a ukulele.

I’m not breaking up with the Waitsfield Farmers Market and look forward to returning in a few weeks to stock up on maple syrup and perhaps some local craft beer, but in the meantime, I’ve started wondering, what would the perfect farmers market look like? And this is what I came up with.

1. Local farmers:  two or three purveyors selling a variety of organic (or cleanly grown) fruits and vegetables.

2. Locally produced and foraged items: mushrooms, honey, maple syrup, jams, herbs, flowers, seedlings…

3. Locally made artisan food products: perhaps some goat cheese, hot sauces, fermented foods, breads and specialty items that inspire (some I’ve come across include dried hot peppers, tea and herb blends, dehydrated and powdered leeks, infused sugars and honeys…).

4. Specialty cheese. Just in case you didn’t pick that up from my previous post, my family wants to make sure I put this in here.

5. Fruit pies. If there are pies at a market, I’ll buy one, every time. Pies are the quintessential summer dessert, and while I can make one anytime, I can enjoy a day with my family and still serve dessert if I buy a pie at the farmers market.

6. Live music. Just about any style (evidently, with minimal rhyming) is an excuse to relax and stay awhile (maybe even eat that pie before I leave!).

7. Gift items. I love meeting local artists and seeing their crafts, plus I always need a gift for someone (or a splurge for myself).

8. Community. I want to connect with what’s going on in the community and learn about different causes and organizations each week.

9. Crepes. Okay, so maybe this one isn’t essential at every farmers market, but it’s such a family tradition for us that I had to include it in my dream market.

And finally…

10. Sunshiney Days…because sometimes I’m on the other side of the tent sampling clean food recipes and signing cookbooks and I without a doubt, rain and humidity don’t mix well with paper books!

What are some of YOUR favorite farmers markets and farmers market vendors? Perhaps if we dream them together, they will happen!

Eat clean live well!

Terry Walters


Jun 1

Giving Thanks…for Bread

Thirteen women covered in bread flour, eleven mason jars filled with wild-fermented sourdough starters, 150 minutes of kneading, 500 degrees in the oven and two and a half hours of education, inspiration and fun…that was last week’s sourdough-bread-making workshop and what a blast it was!


I could wax on about the health benefits of fermenting dough, how kneading sometimes feels like meditation, and the magic of mixing starter, flour, water and salt to yield a delicious, light and chewy sourdough bread, but none of those things can compare to sharing it all with a kitchen full of friends, both old and new. Cap it off by devouring two freshly baked loaves of sourdough bread with organic extra virgin olive oil for dipping, and now you have the most perfect day.

To some, I suppose it’s just another loaf of bread. But add to it the richness of this clean food community, and to me, it is manna from heaven.

Eat clean live well,

Terry Walters