I've begun reading the Wall Street Journal again, print edition. This way I feel as though I have a handle on the news without staring at a computer screen any longer than I need. There's the typical doom and gloom, but every now and again I'll find an article that resonates with what I have on my plate for the day, week or month. One particularly poignant article series is the plight of the American rancher.
Now, I am not a vegetarian although I desperately wish I could be. In fact, I eat less meat protein now than I did five years ago and I've reduced my intake to about twice a week. I'm sure I'm bordering on malnourished, but the less I eat of it, the less I want it, but because I'm thin, my body does need much more protein than I'm feeding it. For instance, tonight I made pot roast, a roast which the Hubs and I purchased from Belmont Butchery, where they believe in animal welfare (more on them next post.) My choice to purchase from groups who care about animals as much as I do helps my decision-making.
The above whole thought process led me to a gastronomy conference I attended back in 2005 at Boston University. A major focus was the emergence of urban farms, which I found absolutely fascinating. None of this was new, mind you, but beginning to become publicly known. I took away an inordinate amount of knowledge from that conference, but the part that stuck with me most was the possibility that the world's food and nutrition source could be widdled down into one large, extremely white pill. Why? because with the rising population, climate change and economic issues our big company food sources are becoming scarcer by the second.
The strange thing about climate change is that those changes are different in each part of this glorious country of ours. So at the risk of sounding naive, here's a thought: why not send those cattle on a little jaunt to a reciprocal farm a few states over where there isn't a horrific drought. Seems to me we'll need to start thinking outside of the proverbial box otherwise we'll all be swallowing the green wafer, Soylent Green (brilliant film.)
And speaking of swallowing, my Samuel Smith Oatmeal Stout has now warmed to perfection.
Eat and drink up now, 'cause the future looks a little dense.
Tina
Now, I am not a vegetarian although I desperately wish I could be. In fact, I eat less meat protein now than I did five years ago and I've reduced my intake to about twice a week. I'm sure I'm bordering on malnourished, but the less I eat of it, the less I want it, but because I'm thin, my body does need much more protein than I'm feeding it. For instance, tonight I made pot roast, a roast which the Hubs and I purchased from Belmont Butchery, where they believe in animal welfare (more on them next post.) My choice to purchase from groups who care about animals as much as I do helps my decision-making.
The above whole thought process led me to a gastronomy conference I attended back in 2005 at Boston University. A major focus was the emergence of urban farms, which I found absolutely fascinating. None of this was new, mind you, but beginning to become publicly known. I took away an inordinate amount of knowledge from that conference, but the part that stuck with me most was the possibility that the world's food and nutrition source could be widdled down into one large, extremely white pill. Why? because with the rising population, climate change and economic issues our big company food sources are becoming scarcer by the second.
The strange thing about climate change is that those changes are different in each part of this glorious country of ours. So at the risk of sounding naive, here's a thought: why not send those cattle on a little jaunt to a reciprocal farm a few states over where there isn't a horrific drought. Seems to me we'll need to start thinking outside of the proverbial box otherwise we'll all be swallowing the green wafer, Soylent Green (brilliant film.)
And speaking of swallowing, my Samuel Smith Oatmeal Stout has now warmed to perfection.
Eat and drink up now, 'cause the future looks a little dense.
Tina
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