My wife and I are big advocates of living locally. While that sounds like an obvious statement, it means, like many who feel as we do about the impact we’re having on our planet, that we try to purchase items locally and consume products that are created locally. For us living here in Jackson Hole, that can often be more difficult than one would think. As the great article in last week’s News&Guide pointed out, nearly everything (and I mean everything) we consume here in this isolated valley needs to be shipped in—usually by truck.
We do our best to buy locally grown vegetables in summer and locally raised beef (for me and the kids—the wife’s vegetarian, which means most of the time we are, too) when we can. We even eschew the practice some here in Jackson have of driving to Idaho Falls to shop for clothes, building materials or even food (with three grocery stores here, I have a hard time with that one).
But one of my greatest weaknesses is beer. I love beer.