So, we headed out with my good friend Penny to pick some blueberries at a U-Pick farm about 45 minutes away from our house. Of course, I had the Buckaroo's with me and they were big helpers. I kept telling them that they only needed to pick the pretty blue ones but every once in a while the Littlest Buckaroo threw in one that well, let's just say was nowhere near being ripe.
We finished a little bit before Penny did so we went to go cool off under a tree.
I told him that some of them were not quite ripe and I had not picked those out yet. This was a good lesson in why you should listen to your mom. UGH! Yuck, spit, splahhh!
He composed himself well, I thought he might be an architect, engineer, or doctor, but maybe food taster could be an option. Well, a food taster at a bakery because I have to stuff veggies down him most of the time!
Did you know that each food item in a typical U.S. meal has traveled an average of 1,500 miles? If every U.S. citizen ate just one meal a week composed of locally and organically raised meats and produce, we would reduce our country's oil consumption by over 1.1 million barrels of oil every week! That is not gallons, but barrels.
The Park Wife
(with a freezer full of blueberries!)