Now you're talking my language, Amergin! Growing up, the only reason we had enough to eat is that my Father had a good-sized garden that we all worked in, my Mother canned enough vegetables to get us through the winter, My Father hunted rabbits, pheasants, squirrel and deer and fished every weekend, all year around. And when we didn't have fish nor fowl, there was always creamed peas or chipped beef on toast. :-)

Jerry