I seriously just wrote a fiction story about almost this...the right winning the next election and pushing us back to the kitchen. I'm not kidding. I tried to publish it once and chickened out. I'm so publishing it now....

I cook, I clean, I preserve food, make my own damn bread and grow a garden. You know why? Because I fucking want to. I want to know where my food comes from. I don't want to eat processed garbage. I'd like to eat a tomato that doesn't taste like chalk from sitting on a truck for 8 days. Oh, and while I'm at it, I'll change my oil, rotate my tires and butcher a chicken. You know, after I shovel the driveway and fix the toilet.