I realized today, upon leaving the library after a brief discussion about eating local produce in the winter, that I am never really sure where the line is between "urban homesteader" and "paranoid hippie wingnut".
I also realized that I'm somewhat smug about our big buckets of staples and cool toys -- like our pressure canner and vacuum sealer.
But mainly I think it's pretty cool how much my views on this stuff have grown and matured over the past 15 years, and am amazed at the knowledge and resources I have accumulated that allow for us to eat as well as we do. I'm not a whole-hog organics person by any stretch of the imagination, but where it counts -- for flavour or quality -- I prefer it and I am quite satisfied with the extent to which I support the local economy. I am particularly glad that we buy almost all of our meat directly from the farmers.
I will go on wearing my tinfoil hat with pride. At least my kids come by it honestly..