Mrs. Picky Fanicky's foods How it Started

Only two years, has that been all. It is still very surprising to me that my small business has only been into operation for only two years. But, what a fantastic two years, you see it all started because of the need for a child. Jacob my youngest son was born with Cerebral Palsy due to doctor's that think they know it all.
  Jacob has given me insight to a lot of great things, how to observe and enjoy the gardening world is his favorite. We made trellises out of old bamboo that we drug home tied to the top of the van from Alabama. Searched catalogs and local seed outlets for the perfect cucumber seed, and tilled, planted and weeded a beautiful garden, the cucumbers were perfectly long and straight, just right for canning.
  Many a day we spent in the kitchen cooking and perfecting bread and butter pickles, and we would experiment with different Marmalades and Bell Pepper recipes. There is no better method in the world to teach a child math and telling time than in the kitchen. Singing out load with no critics and laughing at the funny shapes of some of the fruits, great times.
  We were ready to take our products to the State Fair as a lot of my folks did in the past as sort of a community gathering and sharing of traditional recipes. We were getting such nice reviews and everyone loved our products.
  Receiving the premium book from the State Fair is a very exciting day, looking up your categories, picking out the best jar, labeling requirements and sending in the form.It is still to this day a grand event that we love to take to the post office and hand over to the postmaster, winking and then waiting for the delivery day. Much anticipation and then the day arrives to take your products to the nice sign in ladies in front of those glorious white cabinets that showcase your products.
  Well the anticipation finally comes down to the day of us running and pushing the wheelchair thru the State Fair parking lot, around the bend and thru the big double doors of the building.
  I bet Folks can here us hollering all the way across North Carolina as we carefully search the cabinets for the beautiful ribbons tied to the jars, what a great celebration, great accomplishment and best of all great times spent together sharing and laughing, these moments make Jacob equal in the big world, not invisible...
  So, you ask how i received my business name, well during all of these times, my kids get a little tired of taste testing so many different products and one day while we were in the kitchen, they started chanting you are a picky, picky fanicky..and it stuck..Mrs. Picky Fanicky's Foods...after all i am Picky..