Yes, I am back with another rant about food. In particular, meat this time...sorry....
About four years ago I went to Pick N Save for a pork roast. They sell Hormel products there. I checked out the package and they were bragging on the label about some tenderness added to the pork. So I read the label and realized this wasn't just a pork roast. It was a pork roast with stuff added to it to make it more juicy and tender. Whatever, I didn't buy it. Up until this point I didn't really think much about the meat I was buying, but in this case it wasn't just meat. It was meat and stuff.
Then there's chicken. Well, anyone that reads anything about commercial food knows that chickens are the most mistreated animals in the big box commercial food supply. This is the rant part...
The reason that chickens are so mistreated is; 1. It is easy...chickens aren't as cute as lamb or pigs. 2. We're used to cheap food and mistreated, no, tortured, chickens and eggs are really easy to raise.
So that's about the time we decided to raise meat. We wanted to know where it is coming from and that the animal had been treated as humanely as possible. We didn't want anything added to our meat (nor eggs) and we didn't want the animals to have eaten nothing but corn, whilst standing knee deep in their own manure.
We haven't crossed the vegetarian line yet, obviously, though there was a period in my life where I didn't eat meat. But, given that we do eat meat, we decided to face it. And that's gone well. There's hundreds of people eating meat from our really well-respected livestock.
This rant leads me to my latest dilemma. I decided not to eat meat unless I know the source. Duh? you ask, "Why not just eat your own meat?" - We do. We eat a lot of chicken....A LOT OF CHICKEN. But there are times when we eat outside of the house, though not very often, it happens.
I have come to a grave realization....I might starve. I might be unhappy with this decision...Why? It means no pizza at Freddies, no Tombstone pizza, no bacon for breakfast, no beef jerky in the car, NO TAMALES OFF THE STREETS OF CHICAGO????? No Polish ham, no pepperoni, NO CHEESE? NO EGGS?
Tonight I eat the last Tombstone pizza. I can't resist. But after that I think I will be left with nothing at all to eat...Given that I am in the car quite often, I seriuosly might starve. Will let you know what happens.
