When I was four years old, I was being raised in the suburbs of Chicago and my parents bought vacation farm property about four hours into Wisconsin. Thirty acres of rolling hills, streams and ponds in the middle of nowhere but farms. My little eyes were open to explore, live, experience and observe life in the raw. At the time, it just seemed free, but truly it’s where it all began. Milking cows on a dairy farm, hunting for morels, tapping maple trees for sap, living the seasons. Nothing like bull frog mating season at night for your first lesson in sex education! I started to see life, nature, and the world as a food carnival!