
I have to admit, I never really think about where my food comes from. A picks out recipes every weekend, we make a list, and we go shopping. Tomatoes? Check. Apples? Check. Zucchini? Check. Wait, it's January. None of these things grow in January. At least not anywhere near Philadelphia. Which means somewhere in the land of Far Far Away, someone is growing these things and then putting them on a gas guzzling truck to bring them to ShopRite....