Posted by on Dec 5, 2015 | 6 comments

 

 

 

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Annual tomato food fight in Buñol, Spain

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Artichokes are cleaned and pared, and their leaves get made into fertilizer. A step forward in recycling waste.

You know, when I read about this conference about food, I thought to myself, isn’t it funny that foodies bicker over what is a vegetable or what is a fruit and how much of one thing or another we should or shouldn’t eat and is it “safe” to eat gluten, yeast, fat, sugar, and so on when 1 in 9 people on the planet out of 795,000,000, is not getting the food he or she needs to live a healthy life.

There was a wonderful piece by Roger Cohen in the NYT on gluten a few days ago. If you don’t have time to read it, just read the last two paragraphs because they say it all.

Since I am not at all picky about my food and will gladly eat any meat, poultry or fish thrown my way, plus mozzarella, butter, chocolate (they never give me that, darn it), you name it, I enjoy an open relationship with my dish of kibble or wet food and I do not moan about my allergies or intolerance to milk or the calories in my chunk of cheddar.

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I just get hungry—one of the great pleasures of life is to have an appetite at meal time—and then mama feeds me a moderate quantity of lovely food and I am happy. I don’t overeat, I don’t undereat. I just eat. And I’m pretty svelte right now, even if it is winter and a little padding might show up…

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Still skinny after all these years…la, la, la

And when you think of how very many people, mainly in underdeveloped countries, are struggling just to find something in their refuse piles and garbage bins and scraps from their arid land just to keep themselves going, think again when you hear complaints about food from those around you in our fortunate world.

Just eat your kibble, and be thankful it’s in your dish.