I smiled and sat down at the table in our apartment. I looked at the plate in front of me. I didn't care I was eating alone tonight since it was filled with food—something that hadn’t happened for a few days. The centralized food production here in the US has its benefits, but it also causes some major problems when things are disrupted. Apparently, some contamination screw-up had occurred in a distribution center
, and that left factories without corn, which left distributors out of business, which meant empty shelves in grocery stores. I finally had some decent food tonight because of the local gardens
I had worked at last week. Things weren’t as bad as they were in Tokyo, but in some areas—especially Iowa, Kansas, and the like—they were getting pretty bad.
I reflected on just how lucky I was. The lessons from Tokyo plus March in Texas (perfect growing season
for lots of good vegetables and fruits) had led to some pretty stellar results. I had put together a nice salad with potatoes. Not what I would usually eat, but you aren't really picky when you haven't eaten much for a few days.
I dug in.