Photo courtesy of Hip Chick Farms
Go ahead. Work at Chez Panisse for a decade, Alice Waters's Berkeley church of the vegetable, where every carrot, each individual bean sprout, the very tops of the turnips are worshipped like Vishnu. And then till up the soil for your very own farm, to pull from the fragrant earth these very same things, and tend to them at your stoves, pausing every few minutes to feel quite self-satisfied indeed.
And then have a kid. She'll gleefully dump your organic carrot tops on the floor and demand one thing, and one thing only: chicken nuggets! What's a chef to do?More »