March 16, 2011

Soup to Nuts:
Eat, write, say

Essayists impress in Slow Food Portland's inaugural Young Food Writers Competition.

By Meredith Goad
Staff Writer

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Ali Perkins with her grandfather, Dave Getchell, before reading her winning essay.

Gordon Chibroski/Staff Photographer

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Ellie Sapat enjoys baking and helping her mother in the family garden.

Tim Greenway/Staff Photographer

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Eliot Bramble, a third-grader at the Breakwater School in Portland, took second place in the Grades 3 to 5 category for his colorful, richly detailed account of a trip to an apple orchard. Wilson Haims, a fourth-grader at the Merriconeag Waldorf School in Freeport, got an honorable mention.

Louisa Hetzler, a sixth-grader at Gray/New Gloucester Middle School, took second place in the Grades 6 to 8 category for her essay on Maine's seasonal foods. Honorable mention went to Julia Haskell, a home-schooled sixth-grader from Portland.

Emma Sapat, a 10th-grader from Falmouth High School, won second place in the Grades 9 to 12 category for an essay on her love/hate relationship with the slow food movement. Honorable mention went to Gaelyn Lindauer, a 10th-grader at Bonny Eagle High School.



Read the winning essays by clicking here.


Ellie won the grand prize in the Grades 6 to 8 category for this essay about Maine food:

We moved to Maine because we wanted to be closer to family, make our own food, grow our own food, eat that food with our relations – and have a compost heap. In a city like Chicago, where we once lived and where people are all stuffed together, but never very close, it's hard to enjoy these things. Life in a city seems like it has to be quick or you're late. There's no time to enjoy what's truly surrounding you unless you're on vacation and just seeing the sights. Eating Chinese takeout or ordering something from the nearest pizza house (even if it was deep dish pizza) just isn't the same as growing, cooking and eating meals with your family. Here in Maine, I have grown tomatoes, beans, cucumbers, lettuce and the occasional melon. I know how it feels to dig up potatoes while wearing no shoes, or to pluck a ripe, juicy peach right off the tree and bite into it with glee, experiences I'd never have had if we'd stayed in the city. Maine is full of flavors that are unique, and that take time and effort to really enjoy. Take wild blueberries – it might require hours to get berries for a pie, but that pie is the best in the world, until the next one. When we pick, we enjoy the silence between the sounds of berries pattering into our containers and the occasional exclamation of joy at finding an extra large patch. In the kitchen, we chat jovially about recipes we'd like to try out, and gaze down happily at the pie that needs no recipe. With each bite, our family and close friends delight in the moments of our picking and baking – they don't take a pie like this for granted, and neither do I.


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Zoe Popovic’s family has belonged to a CSA since Zoe first started walking.

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