“The first supermarket supposedly appeared on the American landscape in 1946. That is not very long ago. Until then, where was all the food? Dear folks, the food was in homes, gardens, local fields, and forests. It was near kitchens, near tables, near bedsides. It was in the pantry, the cellar, the backyard.”

“And homeless near a thousand homes I stood, And near a thousand tables pined and wanted food.”

“The realization that we were so near to victory made life become very dear to me. I felt near home!”

“prepackaged slices or the Supermarket swiss (which has the texture but no where near the flavor, of rubber gloves)”

“I checked the icebox. The faeries usually brought some sort of food to stock the icebox and the pantry when they cleaned, but they could have mighty odd ideas about what constituted a healthy diet. One time I'd opened the pantry and found nothing but boxes and boxes and boxes of Fruit Loops. I had a near-miss with diabetes, and Thomas, who was never quite sure where the food had come from, declared that I had clearly been driven Fruit Loopy.”

“Stay near to me and I’llStay near to you –As near as you are dear to me will do.”