tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20524579.post1041120896210258941..comments2023-10-26T06:55:10.932-07:00Comments on Scrambled Dregs ~~~~~~~ tidbits on life, food, faith, and writing.: Scribbles and Scrambles ~ What Does it Take to Bring a Pound of Produce to the Table? SWEATScrambled Dregshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07301466354814432689noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20524579.post-1850953826271441002011-05-11T17:41:24.172-07:002011-05-11T17:41:24.172-07:00Wow, Kim. We moved to an acreage when I was 12. Th...Wow, Kim. We moved to an acreage when I was 12. There were lots of unique opportunities for chores, and other adventures. We didn't do huge gardens. Always busy, always projects but we did avail ourselves of cans from the grocery store. I do love the experience we had on the acreage. Thanks for sharing your memories.Scrambled Dregshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07301466354814432689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20524579.post-78594437493406324582011-05-11T09:22:57.141-07:002011-05-11T09:22:57.141-07:00Kelly -
I grew up on a farm of acres and acres of...Kelly - <br />I grew up on a farm of acres and acres of fresh produce. I doubt it qualified as totally organic, but it was pretty close! I remember thinking that something was seriously wrong if mom ever bought anything in a can home from the grocery store! My dad was a teacher, so his summers "off" from the classroom were spent raising crops for his family. Our basement had many, many boxes filled with quart jars of fresh produce, and the freezer was filled with more of the same - and our home grown beef!<br /><br />Reading your entry reminds me how rich I was growing up! Thanks for the reminder!Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02101345724592651458noreply@blogger.com