TwoIfbySea
I used to think we couldn't afford to go organic/free range as well. Then we found out our local farmer's market (Edinburgh) is held every Saturday and is right off Prince's Street - easily accessible by bus.
The first time, we came w/£50 - our weekly food budget. One week later, we STILL had quality food to last us!
In fact, I've still got a fridge/freezerload of stuff from our visit last week.
I haven't encountered a meat farmer yet who sells there who doesn't keep free-range, organically fed animals. Most have their farms open for visitors - we've been to several this summer alone and are going to another tomorrow. Most also butcher and package their own meats and don't send them out to factories.
And the food is on par w/supermarket prices.
You cannot beat the quality! The meat has less fat and salt and tastes more flavourful, so we don't have to use so much.
The veg is delicious.
We now do almost all our shopping - aside from basics like sugar and instant coffee - at the farmer's market. We just bring the shopping trolley and load up.
We make all our own bread using our breadmaker, and I buy all our flours and oats from the local millers at the farmer's market as well.
It's really changed how we eat. My husband is a native Edinburgher and really enjoys showing support for local farmers. He feels like he's doing something to show support for the community he loves so much.
I now enjoy 'what's for tea?' rather than dreading it.
We even pick up unique pressies there - there's one soapmaker who sells a whisky and lime soap wrapped in bits of tartan that's a big hit around Xmas time. And there's plenty of local ales, beers, wines and whiskies that make fantastic gifts, particularly as I'm an expat and my family and friends love getting different, locally produced goods.
There's no need to buy meat that's the result of mistreated animals if you stay in a place that has a farmer's market. It's no dearer than a supermarket, I can tell ya, and I used to shop in ASDA - we are low-income.
I can't get the sight of the poor wee chicken who couldn't walk around out of my mind. Poor soul!