A Produce Snob is Born

Son #2:  "Do we have any carrots I could munch on?"

Hubby opens door and hands him a bag of carrots (which have been in the produce drawer for some time now).

Son #2:  "EEWWW - those are nasty.  They burn my tongue.  I want the carrots from our garden.

Hubby retrieves a lone garden carrot from the produce drawer, hands it to his progeny and returns the three reject carrots to the produce drawer.

Son #2:  "Yeah - that's what I wanted."

Yes folks, my sons are now food snobs who turn up their noses at store-bought carrots, potatoes, onions, tomatoes, and lettuce.  They can easily tell firm, yet succulent grass fed beef and free-range chickens from their pale spongy counterparts.

P.S.  Store-bought carrots really do burn your tongue.