Seems a few people have forgotten that food comes from dirt. And I grow dirt.
In other words, I’m a farmer.
But it wasn’t always so. I used to be a regular kinda person, living in the burbs, working long hours, eating out a lot, and paying little attention to how the food I consumed got there.
Nowadays, food is news. Local food is headline news. So we’re going to talk about food before it becomes “salad,” or “”soup,” or “what’s THAT on my plate, mommy?” Food in its raw, naked form. How it grows, who grows it, where to find it, what to do with it once you get the dirt off.
If you want to live in a plastic-bag-world where everything you eat has been sanitized, homogenized, fumicized, and rendered “harmless” beyond recognition, this is not the place for you. If you believe in real food, real taste, real people growing real dirt that yields amazing treasures, grab a shovel and dig in!