
I like to joke that the difference between other places I’ve lived and Indiana is that seeing a goat or a chicken used to be a field trip; now it’s my commute. Humor aside, though, one of the perks of living much closer to farmland is the access that we have to amazingly fresh food. I haven’t always been the healthiest of eaters, but in recent years that has changed. Two summers ago, we participated in a “farm share,” where every week we would get a box of organically raised produce.