We have a gastronomic fantasy called "eat local." This means that the food that everyone eats should grown locally (within 100 miles) all year round, and served fresh from the farm.
Most gastronomic imbeciles, my friends, continue to violate this notion a dozen times a day. We do not grow good black pepper, good coffee, good tea, bananas, corn or wheat in California. Most of the year we do not grow fruits such as blueberries or cranberries in California. Most of the fruits and vegetables in our grocery stores, including whole foods, come from Mexico, Chile, Australia and other southern hemisphere countries between October and March.
When I was working with organic grocery stores in Oklahoma City in the 1970s the only fresh vegetables they had in winter were root vegetables, potatoes, beets, yams and onions. Now they have the same vast selection year-round as California when they go to Walmart.
If most of the people in the United States had to eat local foods year-round they would be eating the same foods that Abraham Lincoln ate all of his life. The same foods that Confederate soldiers were served all year long.
Environmental foodies really do want human beings to suffer and live in an imaginary past.