I have a friend that lives about a half hour's drive outside of the city in which I live. One thing that I love about visiting this guy is his garden. He's got at least a quarter-acre garden and is working on expanding it. His farm is situated on what was once swampland, and consequently his soil is rich, dark, peaty earth, ideal for growing all kinds of vegetables. He has seen strawberries the size of peaches grow in that soil and stay just as sweet. Contrast that with my attempts to grow a potted tomato plant on my back porch, and you could say the difference is night and day.