I’ll never forget ordering a salad at the only place open late in the off season in the south of France (they served “american” food) and receiving the most delicious plate of chopped greens and vegetables I’ve ever had. It wasn’t even my first meal in France. I don’t think it would have been special to a local, it just tasted like food, not like the tasteless papery stuff I was used to.
Raw ingredients are just awful in the US, unless you shop directly from farmers, and every place you might eat out is supplied by the same very low quality company. Its honestly a bit of a nightmare and I think most people just don’t know or try not to think about it.
There’s a makeshift farmers market in a parking lot every Saturday near my mom’s house. I text her a week in advance if im coming over to visit to get me veg and fruit. It’s the only time the kids really eat their veggies and they love the fruit.
I’ll never forget ordering a salad at the only place open late in the off season in the south of France (they served “american” food) and receiving the most delicious plate of chopped greens and vegetables I’ve ever had. It wasn’t even my first meal in France. I don’t think it would have been special to a local, it just tasted like food, not like the tasteless papery stuff I was used to.
Raw ingredients are just awful in the US, unless you shop directly from farmers, and every place you might eat out is supplied by the same very low quality company. Its honestly a bit of a nightmare and I think most people just don’t know or try not to think about it.
There’s a makeshift farmers market in a parking lot every Saturday near my mom’s house. I text her a week in advance if im coming over to visit to get me veg and fruit. It’s the only time the kids really eat their veggies and they love the fruit.
It’s crazy how much better it tastes.