Let's Move to an Organic Farm and Grow Pineapples

This was the day we had all been waiting for.
The day that we visited Roshen [my supervisor]’s idol,
A man who owns only 2 shirts.
Now, that may be legend, it may be lore.
But none of us can deny that we left our field visit
To this sustainable, organic farm
Wanting (a) to grow our own food and (b) to live simply.
We also left with the same awe-rendering feelings as Roshen.
This man, who has been barely educated by Western standards
(although he has beeng ranted an honorary Ph.D),
Was the second organic farmer in India (1962)
And has since been one of the most innovative.
Monsanto offered him 2 million Rupees
If he would endorse BT Cotton in India
(a genetically modified seed – google the documentary “the world according to Monsanto),
but he refused because he knew
the injustice that it would do to his fellow farmers, the consumers, and to the land.
Oh man.
His farm was so lush
And so beautiful
And so productive,
And only himself, his wife, and his son work it.
Did I mention that he is 75?
Although he has the means, he has chosen not to buy machinery
And uses his bike instead of a tractor…
He has time, and he likes riding his bike.
Why not enjoy your work?
Plus, by biking and working the land with your hands, your feet (he was barefoot the entire time we were with him),
I imagine that you are so much more connected to the earth
And it is something not that you use, but that you work with.
Which I like ☺
And then his wife served us lunch
Made completely from what was grown on the farm.

Seriously, I think that food just tastes better

when it is fresh, whole, and prepared by hand

[and eaten by hand, for that matter]
Yum.
My tongue can’t forget the taste of fresh basil:
I probably could have eaten nothing more today
and been satisfied if only that taste had lingered forever.