Lord help me.
I went to the local Foodtown supermarket today... and guess what I spotted in the produce aisle?
Fresh asparagus! (At least the sign said "fresh" but the stuff looked about as fresh as I feel when I step off a long-haul flight.)
I did a double-take. Fresh asparagus in MAY? That's like trying to sell Christmas cake in March or Easter eggs in October.
It was airfreighted American asparagus. For $3.49 a bunch. Honestly, I felt so aggrieved that, if I wasn't already running late for a meeting, I would have stood there and accosted anyone who tried to buy the stuff. And had I later been charged with assault, I would have argued a provocation defence. Our tastebuds deserve better.
Monday, May 12, 2008
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I agree! We need to start putting the pressure on for local seasonal produce only. I'll join your cause!
I agree too. I remember standing in tears in the supermarket having just returned from Guatemala, looking at the Guatemalan snow peas in the vege section knowing full well that the country of origin was full of women and children whose men had been killed in war there.
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