I'm always kind of surprised when I encounter people that go purchase ingredients for nearly every meal. Then again, where I grew up, unless it was something like bread, milk, or eggs, going to the store meant driving half an hour. We had a chest freezer full of beef and broccoli and a a basement room full of jars of green beans and tomatoes. Not really a realistic option living in an apartment or a suburb with postage-stamp yards, I suppose

Lots of family time planting, weeding, picking and processing all those damned vegetables, though...