by Scott Smith
This is how much pure, unadulterated, local honey 14 dozen eggs will buy you around here. An entire gallon of golden goodness. I have never tasted better honey than the honey in this jar. I think it may be, in part, because of how satisfying I find the act of bartering. I love getting honey for eggs or a luxurious bar of handmade soap for an unloved bottle of essential oil. Things just seem to hold some extra feeling of value when, instead of giving an item some abstract concept of value, you give some thing of concrete value and in return you get something of concrete value. It’s just more satisfying than going to the super market and running the bank card through the reader.