Hey, cool.
Tell me more about those limited-edition Goldfish crackers. I've been thinking about them to distract me from harvesting. They look delicious. I mean, as good as something can look when you can't see through the bag. Maybe it's a psychosomatic thing. Like you pick vegetables. You buy for what someone else has told you is good. Usually unscrupulous advertisers. You don't buy for the taste unless you take a bite out of everything before you buy it. You buy for the packaging.
I don't know what 'Old Bay' seasoning is, but I can smell a northeast coast breeze. But I know Goldfish crackers to be the apex of quality of salty, fish shaped crackers. Salty Atlantic Oceany is what I smell. Seaweed. Makes my mouth water a little. When you look at a tomatoe or apple on the produce shelf, you have no idea what it tastes like. You buy it because of the color. For some reason, people seem to think unripe tomatoes are the way to go. Probably because you can't find a nice, ripe one without there being fruit flies all over the place.
Stores shellac tomatoes and apples because consumers like shiny things. If you don't buy organic or grow your own, you better be scrubbing your skinned produce or you probably have a few ounces of produce wax in your gut. It is easier to scrub wax from produce than from your gut. Worse than that poison you have to take before a colonoscopy! I know most of you are old enough to feel me.