If ever there was a perfect time for a picnic, then this — the era of the global COVID-19 pandemic – is surely it. With most of us not travelling anywhere and all of us trying to maintain physical distancing rules, a picnic is the perfect, manageable, and safe mini-escape from the reality of the pandemic.
And in the midst of a beautiful Canadian summer, what better way is there to take advantage of all of our wild places — our leafy green parks, our forests, our glittering waters and beaches, our lush gardens, and even the shady corners of our own backyards — than a picnic?
Picnics loom large in our collective imagination. From the simplest meal to the most extravagant, we are hardwired to remember food. But it may well be that our recollection of picnics is even more profound because it is linked to some deeply embedded, collective primordial memory of our earliest human experience of being nomads and hunter-gatherers: of eating outdoors.