I've been away for a few days, where I could eat nothing but industrially farmed food. It was OK for the most part, but the tomatoes on one salad tasted like a spoonful of fertilizer. I scraped them aside.
Not many other people seem to notice this, but when you've conditioned your taste buds by eating only local, organic, farmers market food, the "real" world tastes bad.
That shocked me, to realize I really am only eating local, organic, farmers market food. Almost exclusively, barring the occasional gummy bear or sack of Doritos. (Cheating with junk food once in a while is what life is all about.) The simple truth is, I only buy organic meat, cheese and produce at the farmers market. I haven't had a banana in over six years.
So here's the sad story. We decided not to plant vegetables this summer. We have a variety of reasons, some personal, some meteorological, and some fruitacious.
See the pears in the tree? We'll have a half ton of Bartletts and Comices by the end of next month.
We are still clearing the Summer Navels from the orange tree.
The plum tree is just squirting fruit.
The grapes. The grapes! If everything works out, we'll have bunches and bunches of wine grapes (not enough to make wine, though), probably all at the same time (I don't know when, exactly; this is new).
I'm going to enjoy my Summer of Fruit.
But I will still eat my vegetables. They will come from the farmers market. What a relief!