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Growing up in Alabama, my mother always had a garden. When we lived in the country, the garden was on a plot below our house. But when we moved to Birmingham, my mom began gardening on some acreage at my grandfather’s house that was really a flood plain for Five Mile Creek. I ran the roto-tiller so I wouldn’t have to pick vegetables. I hated picking vegetables, especially okra and squash. But I loved the taste of fried okra and fresh tomatoes. As years went by, the vegetables from the grocery stores lost their taste, and soon, it was even hard to find good vegetables at farmer’s markets. I miss the taste of those freshly picked tomatoes, and now that I have young children; I want them to know that real vegetables are best grown at home, not bought at the grocery store. Read More…