The bag of greens came straight from a farm in Healdsburg, California and was so good, so green, so fresh that if I could, I would drive there every week to stock up.
I didn't mind the little bug; I like knowing that my food came from the ground and is veritably breathing with life. But when I shared my store over lunch, I was surprised at the shocked looks I endured.
It made me realize not everyone likes to know where their food came from. Sad really, don't you think?
2 comments:
Ha! This post made me smile. I understand the immediate reactions to a big in ones salad, however I would just tell them its protein!
I want to move to Healdsburg. So beautiful...
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