I’m always reminded of how far removed I am from the growing of real food whenever I go back to visit my parents in the country. My supermarket vegetables are huge and shiny. Their garden capsicums are tiny, their oranges sometimes look like lemons and their apricots have usually always been thoughtfully sampled by birds first.
But they all taste bloody delicious. They taste like what they are supposed to taste like. Tomatoes taste like more than water. Strawberries taste like, well, strawberries!
Shop at local farmers markets for in season produce and embrace the quirky-looking taste sensations!
I love Carriageworks in Sydney, every Saturday. My fave.
… and Newcastle. Most Sundays.
Melbourne looks pretty good too.