My father rarely, if ever, food-shopped. But, when it was summer time, he would venture into that foreign country (the supermarket) and choose cantaloupe, honeydew, watermelon, and a few other tasty treats. Up until his garden (one which took hours of his time every day off) and actually consisted of about 10% of home acreage. (Given the fact that the home employed 30 to 50% [two different homes], this constituted a great portion of what used to be green lawn. (Yes, we had the greenest lawns in the neighborhood, too.)