I am suddenly surrounded by people who are fixated on food. Specifically, fixated on how to eat organically, healthily, & humanely. People who search out hormone-free milk that comes from grass-fed cows. People who want to buy chicken that comes from birds who are allowed to walk around outside before they are... well... made edible. People who compare the prices of organic produce at Trader Joe's vs. Whole Foods.
I'm not making fun of any of these people - I respect my friends for the choices they are making. I actually admire them for being so knowledgeable and passionate in their convictions. But I'm also rather fascinated by the situation. I am literally surrounded by friends who feel deeply that the humane purchasing (and eating) of your food is a deeply serious - and possibly moral - issue. (I can't think of a better way to phrase it.) Some of them are concerned about all the bad stuff that goes into the stuff we eat, some are concerned about the way we mass-produce and therefore mistreat the animals that provide us nourishment, and some are concerned about both.
All I know is that suddenly I'm hyper-aware of everything. I suspiciously eye the milk I'm drinking. When I go to the grocery store, I stare at the meat and chicken for a looooong time and feel a little guilty when I pick it up. I bite into an apple and wonder if it's actually poisoning me - like poor Snow White's was.
All this talk of ethical eating is making me wonder if God wants me to change my food habits. And this may sound terrible, but I really hope not. I like my junk food. I like Aldi. But maybe junk food, and Aldi, are a little bit evil?
Has anyone else thought about this issue?
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Monday, March 15, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
My New Favorite... and Other Stuff
Sooo...I discovered last week that Aldi makes these awwwwwwwwwesome "homestyle" peanut butter cookies. They are soft and chewy and pretty much amazing. If you put one in the microwave for 8 seconds, it even tastes fresh-baked. I also discovered that Aldi makes a pretty delish version of Moose Tracks Ice Cream. I was afraid cheap ice cream = low PB cup ratio, but no... it's super yummy. Last night (after American Idol) I put them together. And... Oh. My. Word. Super, super goodness.
Obviously, I did not give up cookies and candy for Lent. (I bet if you know me, you would have guessed that before this post.) Mostly I didn't do it because I knew I wouldn't. I mean "wouldn't" in that I meant I could say that I would give up cookies and candy, but I'd never really mean it. And instead of spending extra energy focusing on my spiritual life, I'd probably just gripe about missing out on the sweets. So I didn't do it. I swear that's not a cop out answer. Because so far, the Lenten season has been good. I've been managing to find time in the day to slow down and spend some time with Jesus. I've been reading more, praying more, and reflecting more - which has been good (and challenging). And since I'm trying to "connect" more, I'm paying better attention in church on Sundays and at Bible Study on Thursday mornings. Consequently, I'm being challenged. I feel like every once in a while God decides to uncover a bunch of junk (read: sin) in my life - and now is one of those times. It probably started around Abigail's baptism, truth be told, and is continuing. I usually hate times like this because it makes me feel like I'm always the one messing up and D never has to deal with sin. I know that's not true, but it's how I feel. (That's a statement I make to my beloved all the time.) Right now, I don't mind so much. Maybe by the time Easter rolls around I will be a perfect person!
That said, I'd just like to add that there would have been some benefit to at least trying to forego the sugar. Bathing suit season is fast approaching, and I feel like I ought to staple a swimsuit to the bedroom wall to remind myself that come April (if we go to AZ to see Oma), I'll have to wear one. I don't even know where to shop for a new one (Suggestions?) All I have right now are maternity suits. And who wants to wear a maternity suit 10 months after your baby's born?
Obviously, I did not give up cookies and candy for Lent. (I bet if you know me, you would have guessed that before this post.) Mostly I didn't do it because I knew I wouldn't. I mean "wouldn't" in that I meant I could say that I would give up cookies and candy, but I'd never really mean it. And instead of spending extra energy focusing on my spiritual life, I'd probably just gripe about missing out on the sweets. So I didn't do it. I swear that's not a cop out answer. Because so far, the Lenten season has been good. I've been managing to find time in the day to slow down and spend some time with Jesus. I've been reading more, praying more, and reflecting more - which has been good (and challenging). And since I'm trying to "connect" more, I'm paying better attention in church on Sundays and at Bible Study on Thursday mornings. Consequently, I'm being challenged. I feel like every once in a while God decides to uncover a bunch of junk (read: sin) in my life - and now is one of those times. It probably started around Abigail's baptism, truth be told, and is continuing. I usually hate times like this because it makes me feel like I'm always the one messing up and D never has to deal with sin. I know that's not true, but it's how I feel. (That's a statement I make to my beloved all the time.) Right now, I don't mind so much. Maybe by the time Easter rolls around I will be a perfect person!
That said, I'd just like to add that there would have been some benefit to at least trying to forego the sugar. Bathing suit season is fast approaching, and I feel like I ought to staple a swimsuit to the bedroom wall to remind myself that come April (if we go to AZ to see Oma), I'll have to wear one. I don't even know where to shop for a new one (Suggestions?) All I have right now are maternity suits. And who wants to wear a maternity suit 10 months after your baby's born?
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