The next morning, we kicked off with animal farmer/butcher extraordinare, Heather Marold Thomason, taking us through chicken butchering. This was one of the more profound activities of the weekend, since virtually no one at Eat Retreat had ever killed their meat, despite the vast amount of collective culinary experience in attendance. Knowing that you killed your own food certainly added a substantial layer of meaning and satisfaction to dinner later that night, when we ate our slaughter. From there, it was a back-to-back day of one great workshop after another, including:

While there were activities and meals galore, the real value of this weekend was getting into the mix with the people. The organizers take applications in advance of the weekend and they somehow manage to build a roster of not just accomplished individuals, but a roster with great diversity and generosity. You can’t just come into Eat Retreat with accolades, you need to bring an original voice and the humbleness to give and take with others. This is the key to why the weekend was so successful.

How all of this fit into two days, I have no clue, but I’m glad that I walked away with the relationships with these people to keep it all going. It was a thought provoking and highly educational weekend, but the chances to bond and get into trouble with my fellow Eat Retreaters was what I’ll remember most. Like summer camp, the true value isn’t so much learning how to make a canoe, it’s creating a lifelong memory with the people that were in your canoe when it flipped over in the lake.

At Eat Retreat, the content takes a back seat to the camaraderie. And with that, I know that Eat Retreat won’t have to ever end. Can’t wait to see you guys again…and again…and again…

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