Firstly. May I start this off by saying. If eating is so primal and instinctual why is it so confusing? And, oh vey. The vasts quantities of books on the subject. The bookstore has major sections for recipe books, another for nutrition and diet, and in parenting we find a subsection on weaning/nursing. There are best sellers on whole foods, or the obesity epidemic. Now in addition to deciding whether you want to ascribe to whole foods, raw foods, ovo-lacto-pesco foods. NOW my pseudo-hippy creds are challenged by the locavore and slow foods. ( as a side note: the slow foods tagline is "good, clean and fair food" and my brain brought up images of funnel cakes). Time OUT. Can't we just eat FOOD?
And here is the part where I pepper in photos to keep you entertained.
|Elliot and a gaggle of small girls (old friends of 5 minutes) excitedly waiting for her FIRST BALLET CLASS. Giddiness in the air...10 minutes class begins.|
Sometimes when I hear food-talk it sounds like people are programmed robots...with our scientific robot programs that mathematically redact our bodies until all we are is metabolism, thyroids, proportions, ratios, and scenarios. On further insult our food is distastefully reduced to scientific units of calorie, carbohydrate, and fat with corresponding charts, tables and trends (Malibu, Adkins, Hollywood juice).
Anyone think that perhaps we are oversimplifying in the wrong direction? Maybe. Throwing out the proverbial baby and not the bathwater?
Stay with me. This may not be profound enough for some of you. BUT there are more photos to come.
Why not just real food for real humans? Pop Tarts (brown sugar flavored) be damned but if you can't garden it or raise it...or if you can't go out and hunt, fish or forage it...may you shouldn't eat it? Just saying. Maybe it isn't food? Or, maybe (at the very least) it warrants a second thought before mindlessly partaking.
Thinking that we could measure our food in steps removed from nature. Like carrot sticks = 0 and pop tarts are at 1000. With everything else somewhere else on the spectrum. And then we seek to eat as close to 0 as possible...with a few funnel cakes now and again.
|That is Elliot mid-plie. Teacher asked them to just stand there...but when you know stuff you should show off stuff.|
Otherwise , doesn't food get redacted to scientific units and numbers...it's almost enough to make me loose my appetite.
|We went to a paint your own pottery place. Elliot spent an hour and a half getting the switch cover just right...then I stamped on her initials.|
|Hey. Aunt Jennie. This picture is for you. See that brass tiger? I've tried to make it disappear about 6 times already but it keeps magically appearing on this shelf.|