Without any of these, you need to get yourself to the country and pick-your-own.
It’s not just a pleasant way to spend a Saturday in high summer, it’s absolutely crucial.
First, it’s good to be surrounded by sky and fresh air and things that are growing.
Second, it’s good to be reminded that before there is food, there is plowing, fertilizing, planting, weeding, pruning and harvesting. Stoop labor is just about the hardest kind there is and it takes a lot of bending and reaching and picking to get half a pound of green beans.
Third – but first in importance really – it’s good to remember what food tastes like. It is so easy easy to get used to dried out squash, cardboard tomatoes and limp beans that we don’t even complain. Come to think of it, who would you complain to? Mr. Agribusiness, he’s never home. . .
So we did that on Saturday, drove many miles to pick our own. It wasn’t as cheap as the supermarket and as always you get more than you really need, but all through dinner all we talked about was how good everything tasted. That was a nice change.