welcome to the autumnal equinox, when we celebrate bringing the harvest home although most of us wouldn't know a harvest from a manhole cover.

we are supremely disconnected from our food.

i once watched my grandmother make mayonnaise and i was amazed b/c i thought of mayonnaise as an ingredient, not as something having ingredients.

~~ the chicken sandwich ~~
at the furthest disconnect - we purchase a chicken sandwich from chick-fil-a. the next level would be to heat up pre-cooked frozen chicken broist, slice store-bought tomato, pull pickle from a jar, and place it all on a store-bought bun. or, you could cook fresh chicken, slice a tomato from your garden, but you're still likely to have purchased the pickles & bun at the store. you might even grow cukes & pickle them. but how many of us raise our own chickens, slaughter them, clean them, and cook them? how many of us make our own bread, and of those who make their own bread, how many of us grow our own wheat?