I grew up on a farm. It was my dad's dream to have a farm, well actually to be a soil chemist in Israel but he met my Mom and there was a slight change of plans![]()
I now know we were poor, I did not feel it then perhaps because we were rich in experiences and friends. But hot dang we were well fed with what grew on our farm (chickens and sheep), in the orchard and kitchen garden. What we didn't grow was traded with neighbors and friends: half side of your beef for a couple of our sheep, you pick walnuts and figs from us, we get to pick blueberries from you ...
Today with more stores and eateries favoring small local farms a small farm might be able to make a go of it, especially here. But as mechanization and large "industrial" chicken farms gained advantage the dream failed and my parents got "real jobs" though continued to garden always.
http://www.jewishchickenranchers.com/index.htm
As a kid I knew where food comes from, seeing it grown, picked, prepared. That has made a difference in how I feel about food.
I do feel that seeing food grown, especially for kids, even something as simple as a couple plants in a kitchen garden, taking them to a farm and/or farm markets, making the process from food to table an enjoyable experience can make a huge difference.



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