I agree with you on the point of magic to confirm the safety of the food.

[Alucard opens the bag over his shoulder and crouches down besides some sad looking carrot greens. He grabs one and gives it a good pull. What comes out of the ground is well, a carrot. A carrot that's a bit crooked, but that's fine.]

What worries me more is that I don't see anyone here to tend to the garden.