Coming from the supermarket culture of the states, it feels weird being given raw peanuts and then boiling them in salted water.
Homegrown tomatoes and cucumbers are nothing new.
But peanuts, homegrown peanuts are new to me. Peanuts come on shelves in cans with a seal of freshness.
Washing off the dirt that provided the nutrients for my peanuts and then boiling them, or shelling them, or grilling them, or pounding them into peanut butter really puts you into the ground level of processing, a processing by the human hand instead of by an idea out of the human head that mass processes peanuts.
I don't know what I really want to say about this. All I know is that it feels different than picking a tomato, washing it, and eating it.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
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