For the past two months or so Gina and I have been getting home delivery from Farm Fresh Delivery, an "online home delivery service that provides organic produce and natural groceries to its members". We got into Farm Fresh after I did a lot of reading about Food Co-ops and decided that the unpredictability of random fresh produce might be the sort of adventure I need in my life. So far we've been pretty happy with the service.
Just before we left for home this weekend we received our latest delivery - a bin full of fresh fruit, some bread, eggs, pasta, and turnips. Knowing that we wouldn't be able to eat all the fruit before it started to spoil meant that the best course of action would be to bring it back to Trenton IL with us, where it could be used as a source of holiday nourishment. My mom gladly accepted the fruit and turned it into a fruit salad for consumption on Christmas day.
Of course that all seems normal enough, but somewhere along the way the cousins and aunts and uncles became aware that we had served organic fruit - and you would have thought that we had brought the fruit from a different planet. Not only were the relatives taken aback at the thought of organic fruit, some seemed to be amazed that we had it delivered to our house.
Some of these people went to college - they live only 40 minutes from St. Louis, and have television and the internet... and yet the idea of home delivery of organic produce was earth-shattering.
Or maybe they were just giving me crap. I mean, I know they were, but crap about organic fruit?
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