Diet Culture is Gross and Other Concerns I Have
Can you imagine our grandmothers or mothers stressing about food the way we do? It’s crazy. When I was a kid, salad meant iceburg lettuce and a tomato, and there was only one kind of tomato. Listen. They were just happy there was food on the table. If you didn’t eat it, fine. Be hungry. We have so many choices now, so many decisions to make about food. I’d really like to trash the whole idea of health being intricately woven into what we eat. I want to believe it doesn’t matter so much. I want to say, “Life is short. Eat what makes you happy.” That’s been my food philosophy most of my life: All things in moderation. But my kids keep getting sicker. They have allergies, eczema, asthma, thyroid problems. I’ve been medicating their symptoms their whole lives, and their problems are only kind of under control, part of the time. So I guess I’m jumping on the Paleo bandwagon, even though I feel a little dirty about it. I don’t want to indoctrinat...