There is no doubt that food grown naturally is good for your organs. The organic movement has, by common usage now, co-opted I think, that in the olden days would have been a misnomer. Organ was a musical instrument or part of one's anatomy. When I grew up in a small village in Saskatchewan, everyone had a vegetable garden. The only amendment I can remember was manure. Because the soil was prairie gumbo the dirt was very deep and never required watering other than after initial sprouting and seeding. There were no chemical fertilizers or pesticides I can think of except Paris Green.
What we grew we ate and canned, or at least my mother canned in glass sealers. There was no plastic.There was sealing wax but no snap lids. There were no freezers. In some sense really the organic movement is archaic and a trip back in time.
The pianist and I went to the farmer's market and bought the most beautiful vegetables, full of sweetness, naturally grown by slim, healthy, bronzed people. What a pleasure. My daughter is an organic farmer and I understand the work it now entails to grow that kind of food in the scrupulous fashion that requires a diligence we never had to provide in the olden days. Certainly there were pests and diseases then but they were far less numerous, as I recall in contrast to today's environment.
When one is largely confined to eating what one can grow and preserve, the palate becomes limited. When you have been through all the eating styles and limitless choices over eight decades your palate may return to foods limited by choice to those locally grown. Though organic food grown locally may cost a bit more of necessity, we are so lucky to be able to return to food that is good for our organs.
What we grew we ate and canned, or at least my mother canned in glass sealers. There was no plastic.There was sealing wax but no snap lids. There were no freezers. In some sense really the organic movement is archaic and a trip back in time.
The pianist and I went to the farmer's market and bought the most beautiful vegetables, full of sweetness, naturally grown by slim, healthy, bronzed people. What a pleasure. My daughter is an organic farmer and I understand the work it now entails to grow that kind of food in the scrupulous fashion that requires a diligence we never had to provide in the olden days. Certainly there were pests and diseases then but they were far less numerous, as I recall in contrast to today's environment.
When one is largely confined to eating what one can grow and preserve, the palate becomes limited. When you have been through all the eating styles and limitless choices over eight decades your palate may return to foods limited by choice to those locally grown. Though organic food grown locally may cost a bit more of necessity, we are so lucky to be able to return to food that is good for our organs.
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