[MomwithHope]

I grew up in south Chicago , the East Side where my Dad had a backyard city garden every year. I was always amazed how he made use of the space and how much food he got out of it. More than enough for our family, and I remember him sending my sister and I up and down the block bringing “bouquets” of lettuce and green onions wrapped in newspaper to the neighbors. And yes all thanks be to God.

[Diana in Wisconsin]

My Grandma always had a veggie garden on her small city lot in Milwaukee. Fond memories of helping her grow food there, and also trips to the Municipal Market, which was the HUGE Farmer’s Market in Milwaukee; this would’ve been in the mid-60’s.

It wasn’t unusual for us to come home with a live roasting hen and we’d butcher it right there in the back yard. No one called PETA to rat us out either, LOL!

I still have her market basket. It will be the last thing they pull from my cold, dead hands. ;)

[daniel1212]

I grew up in south Chicago , the East Side where my Dad had a backyard city garden every year. I was always amazed how he made use of the space and how much food he got out of it. More than enough for our family, and I remember him sending my sister and I up and down the block bringing “bouquets” of lettuce and green onions wrapped in newspaper to the neighbors. And yes all thanks be to God.

You mean a family with more than 1.5 children? How could they do it!