For those who live overseas, it’s wise to come back to your country of origin every now and again just to stay current on what to be afraid of. A few years ago it was aspartame, commonly found in diet sodas. Thankfully, that didn’t apply to me. I only drink sodas with 100% natural high fructose corn syrup. (One has to have standards.)
I remember when we returned to the US about three years ago, we were told that Tupperware is dangerous. We should now be storing our food only in glass. I can’t say how relieved I was to know my kitchenware blacklist was now up to date.
Now that we’ve been back in the States for a while, I’ve noticed that foods are now labeled according to what isn’t in them. No GMOs, no MSGs, no peanuts, no high fructose corn syrup, and, of course, no gluten. It’s hard to tell what’s actually in the product. You have to kinda flip the package around a few times and look carefully…what is this? Oh, tube socks. Thank God I’m buying the gluten free variety.
My wife and I have joked with each other about how we have somehow managed to avoid the organic food bandwagon. However, I broke down the other day and bought organic cooking spray, not on principle but because the canister was small enough to fit on our shelf.
That chink in our anti-organic armor has become a gaping hole. We’ve been getting groceries a couple times a week at a university “food drop.” What is a food drop, you ask? Basically, local supermarkets donate expiring food to hungry grad students–part of a scurvy prevention program, I think. And what kind of food is always about to expire? Organic.
So today my kids enjoyed organic chocolate milk from grass-fed cattle somewhere in Wisconsin. Of course, the label made sure to tell us what isn’t in the milk.
And about a week ago some organic milk found its way into our fridge thanks to the food drops. I’ve been a milk fan ever since childhood when our family of six went through seven gallons a week. But I have never been a milk connoisseur. One brand is as good as the next, and milk from grass-fed cows is just as good as milk from cows fed with happy meals.
So when I popped open this milk, I had no particular expectations. It was good. Verrrrrrrry good. Extreeeemely good. And it got me thinking, maybe there’s something to this organic thing because it was good. Verrrrrrrry good. Extreeeemely good.
Things must not be so bad up there for those grass-fed Wisconsonian cows despite the snowy, freezing winters. Which reminds me, I’m going to need to buy snow tires soon–gluten free, of course.