So I had the unique opportunity to spend some time with my charming 10 year old on Sunday, without any static from other siblings. The time was driven by his pressing need for new shoes, (which was successeful, after several stores... I am glad to say that he now has shoes that are "cooler than Evan's!", and since I was able to use a $50 gift card I have been carrying around for 4 months, we were both happy.)
Anyway, we also went to a grocery store. I went to meijer, since a friend told me meijer is good about getting Michigan food all year long. I wasn't actually successful in finding a variety of Michigan foods, but since we had already been out for 4 hours, I didn't exactly search either. My son and I did, however, converse about why I was looking for Michigan foods and he had fun looking at all of the stickers giving the origin of the fruits and vegetables. "Wow, Mexico must be busy, Mom!" Yeah, no kidding... But we talked about knowing the farmers, or at least knowing they were close by, and how that helped us to cut environmental costs from all of the extra travel, and to know what was used on the food... I told him how Martha Stewart said that pesticides can soak into certain foods, all the way into the pit (peaches), so there is no way you could wash it off!
He was hugely receptive to the idea. He didn't care what he ate, and figured it might as well come from Michigan. We did carve out an exception, though, for the fun fruits they had -- we spent the longest examining the kumkwats, prickly pears, and our favorite, the pearosaurus (no, I am not inventing that name!) In the end, though, we only bought a starfruit... while not grown in Michigan, it was still the only one from the USA.
Food... the universal, ageless topic of interest.
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