Forgive me, O Great Chef in the Sky, for I have sinned. It has been 15 days since my last confession.
In that time, I have cheated on this blog by writing for another foodblog. I have eaten some seriously bad food, not in that it was necessarily bad for me, just adulterated by bad preparation. I have also had impure thoughts about my fellow eaters while at that temple to all that are rumblings in the stomach, The Grocery.
I was very uncharitable as I stood in line with my small family and watched others check out in front of us with their buggies full of cheap, artifical “food type products.” I was also aghast at the size of their bill for nearly two buggies filled with empty calories and preservatives.
Where did things go wrong? Why are we getting fatter and less healthy when there is an abundance of fresh, wholesome food at these same palaces of excess? Why are our tastebuds laid prostrate at the feet of those demons Partially Hydrogenated Oil and High-fructose Corn Syrup? When did we become not only numb to their evils but dependent on them?
It is a sad situation. And I have no idea how to serve pennance for thinking less of those who have succumbed. Perhaps it is best to continue on this quest, hoping that by educating myself, I can educate others. I think I may start by waging my own personal war on the degraded children’s menus that offer nothing but grease, sugar and nitrates to a child’s nutritional needs. Children cannot live on corndogs and chicken strips alone.
As for now, and as for me and my house, we will bar the door against those devils of fake “nurishment”, even if I have beat them off myself with leafy green salads and fresh fruit. Sing it from the roof tops, brothers and sisters, “That crap is NOT food.”
