Dear County Agent Guy:
Every morning at this time of year I go outside and dig in the dirt for my breakfast. This isn’t because we’re destitute. It’s because I have this scandalous craving for radishes. As with many things, fresher is always better. And it’s impossible to be any fresher than eating food moments after it’s plucked from the earth. I wash my radishes first, of course. I’m not a total barbarian, at least no…