My parents got married in the backyard of the house where I grew up and where they still live. We have always played in a park out back, and though many things have changed about this park, two giant trees with big red berries in the fall have remained. I remember my uncle Mark hopping out of that tree during a round of hide-and-go-seek, and I remember asking my mom if I could eat those bright red fruit, and she said “no”. Fast forward 10 years, knowing a little bit more about botany than I did then, and these red fruit, now identified as pommes, are in fact from a very much edible crab apple tree. So I went out with my mama ad harvested a whole bunch, despite my mom’s fear of bees. We then dehydrated them. My sister hates them, I love them, and they will make a sweet source of carbs for our summer adventure, plus a solid food source in urban spaces.
Born and raised in Montreal, as a teenager I was turned on to wilderness survival skills. Since then, I have attended the Tom Brown Jr. Tracker School, as well as the Wilderness Awareness School in Duvall, WA, where I Participated in their year long residential program, as well as their second year teaching apprenticeship, and tracking intensive. I have now returned home, eager to share my passions for wild foods and wild crafts in the city.