This story about vertical farms made for strange reading. The system automatically generates feed for cows with no human intervention needed. On the other end, comes out a processed meat product that likely had very contact with humans in its production. When food we eat is so far removed and disconnected from us, it feels a lot less like real food that is meant to nourish body and soul. Could not help comparing this to some of my early memories of food.
The milkman brought his cow to the front of our house and milked her there so there would be no questions about the provenance or quality of the milk. I watched my mother make ghee from the cream extracted from that milk along with yogurt and cottage cheese. All of this magical transformation of milk happened in the kitchen. When my grandma visited us, she always foraged for edible greens in the yard. What until then had been a weed to my eyes would magically transform into a dish she served at lunch. She planted seeds where she knew they would thrive. That is the level of proximity I once had to the food I ate, so this vertical farm business feels a bit out of the realm.
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