Little Opinionated Windbag!!(part one)

I am lucky. I grew up with a Gramma who had been raised on the farm - she knew when apples were to be picked, beans and cucumbers were crisp & juicy, that the window of strawberry season was closing as soon as it opened and that no one should even think about enjoying a tomato from the grocery store in the middle of winter. She took me to Mr. Burton's road side farm stand and let me pick out the firmest beets and yummiest freshly dug new potatoes to be boiled and have with butter that night....turnip was only good after the first frost and sweet corn came late in the summer....

She grew up in the era where dining with the seasons was the way of life, it was the epitome of slow food....and granted the industrial, technlogical, and agri-busniess booming era was decades away; the connection with the earth bestowed on her generation is something we, as a tech-savvy, fast-paced, everything at our fingertips nation lack.

We as a people have let this old-school knowledge fall by the wayside. While we were busy programming our ipods and texting our friends, the agri-business of the western world has gobbled up these independent land labourers and replaced them with fast, fancy machinery and hazardous chemicals to keep up with our ever increasing demands....hard on the enivroment and damaging our insides, we line up for more....

What have we done?? how do we undo the injustice to the bought-out farmers and their pesticide infested land?....how do we reverse the process and take back the seasonal produce in all it's glory??

it's 12:19 and I am late!