Curb Corn has appeared, first in Sioux Falls SD, but now everywhere as a sign of hope.
Now more than ever, hunger is a huge problem here in the United States and around the globe.
The Covid-19 pandemic has taught us all that our food system is fragile, and that those who are most in need – young people, the infirmed, the elderly – are suffering.
We need you to click here and donate or buy a t-Shirt to help fund food banks in New York City!
Brooklyn’s own “Curb Corn” raises not only our hope, but also money for a good cause – curbing hunger!
Our outreach is being supervised and distributed by the Met Council.
Make some noise, the streets have ears!
Here’s what you can do if you find “Curb Produce” (Produce Incidentalis) where you are!
Curb Corn, or any other type of unintentional food plant, growing in an unexpected place can be a sign of hope.
Did you find local unintentional produce? Click here, we can help you start a fundraiser, or boost the signal of one you’ve already started.
Meet our stalks and our stalkers.
Our crew works hard to find new “Maize Incedentalis*” sites daily, meet them and the unintended vegetation they discover.
*- and other produce.
The stalks of “Site C” never grew very tall.
They were named “Corna Sorna” and “Corna Nublar” for no specific reason. None whatsoever. Nope.
Sorna died in a mysterious weed-whacking incident, while Nublar appeared to be a victim of the mulching that took out “Site B” on Yom Kippur 2020
Meet the Joneses, the stalks of the “C.I.A.” curb-corn secret site.
How do we know they were planted by the C.I.A.?
They’re right here, planted by the [C]oney [I]sland [A]venue bus stop!
Now mulched, Adam was the keystone, the quarterback of the Avenue H and Ocean Parkway Curb Corn site. Large, and leafy, Adam was the western-most of the stalks. Adam stood taller than the others and had more, thicker, fuller leaves.
Lost in the brutal Yom Kipur mulching of 2020 Dakota was the smallest of the first Brooklyn Curb Corn Site.
They often had bugs in their fronds, but they were the least damaged of all the stalks in the “first batch.”
Before the mulching took their shredded, damaged leaves from us, Alan was the north-most, and in some ways most interesting of the first Brooklyn stalks found.
In the later days, just before the end, Alan’s leaves were badly shredded and folded over, looking like a badly combed over hair mistake.
