Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Not Quite a Farmers' Market

Today I looked into finding a farmers' market for fruits and vegetables. Sadly, the results came back with zero markets in my city. I expanded my search to the neighbording cities only to get the same results. Finally I decided it was time to give up and instead headed to the local grocery store - Albertsons.

Here, the produce section is very large, with a wide variety of foods from which to choose. This was exciting, and at first it was very satisfying.


Product of "Far, Far Away"

However, few things caught my eye. The first was the location of production. In the readings I’ve been doing, they mention that we should try to purchase foods locally – hence the farmers’ market being my first choice. As I browsed the foods, it became clear that these foods were not produced locally. Many were labeled as a “Product of Mexico” or other countries. Even the ones that were labeled as a product of the USA were just labeled that – “Product of USA”. The states were not listed, the cities were not listed – not even the regions were listed. In contrast, at a farmers’ market you can be sure the foods are being produced nearby. This means that they have not been shipped across several states, wasting gas and taking days to get to the store.


When Seasons Don't Matter


I accepted that the foods were probably not locally grown, and continued my search. The next thing I became aware of was the wide variety of foods. It does not take an expert to realize that all fruits are not in season all the time. It had never occurred to me before, but I realized I was looking at the same kinds of fruits that had been there all year. Plums, pears, grapes… After a quick online search, I learned that pears were not technically in season during the summer. These pears, if grown naturally, would not be sitting in a grocery store today. Someone did something to the pears to make them different. They are not pears as a traditional farmer (or consumer) would see them.

Just a Produce Messenger

It was after these two realizations that a man who worked in the produce section came out. We began talking about the foods they offer and he gave me even more things to be upset about. For example, the workers do not get to decide where the foods come from. Although it might sound obvious, these men and woman are with the fruits and vegetables all day but they have no role in deciding whether the store should offer more foods from California, or even the United States.

Later, I asked him how often he has to throw away fruits or vegetables that do not look servable to a customer. Surprisingly, he said he rarely has to do this. The foods that come in look almost identical to one another, so he simply washes them and stacks them for the customer. Looking around, I realized he was right. The plums all looked the same. The only choice a customer really has is whether they want a squishy plum or a firm plum. It was the same with the others.

Grateful or Sad?

So how should I evaluate my experience? On one hand, I am grateful stores are providing a large selection of fruits and vegetables. On the other hand, it is sad to see that foods have been made to be in season all year long and have been made to look exactly like each other, only for the simple fact that they are not natural. Is it wise to play with nature that way?

The biggest disappointment was that the people in my city do not have easy access to fresh, local fruits and vegetables.

Monday, June 27, 2011

The Elephant Bar -- Not healthy for Elephants

The Elephant Bar

Tonight my grandmother accompanied me to the Elephant Bar for a nice dinner.

New Choices: Mostly Plants

There was a large selection of food and I was confident I could find something to eat. (There were around one hundred entrees.) After reading Michael Pollan's In Defense of Food, there came the realization that, in fact, what I consume should be mostly plants. His book mentions the importance of eating leaves - more generally that one can increase nutrient intake while maintaining fewer calorie intake. However, after searching through the menu I realized that there were very few "mostly plant" options. I counted four, and that was being generous. Solely plant entrees only existed if you wanted tofu on top.

So tonight I strayed from my medium-well steak and headed to the salad section. To my non-surprise, there was only about a page of salads (compared to two pages dedicated to global foods - almost entirely meat entrees). A beautiful looking "Santa Fe BBQ Chicken Salad" was on sale, so that's what was ordered.

The Salad?

The salad finally came, looking marvelous. Considering it had leaves, I was sure it was healthier than the other options. To be sure, I asked the waitress how many calories were sitting on my plate. She responded with a whopping 1030.

Let me repeat that: 1030. For a salad.

Then it began to sink in that this was not really a salad. First, there was probably more chicken than lettuce. Second, there were two types of dressing, both very prominent. There even came a point where I could soup up the dressing with my spoon.

This is not the salad I had come to desire after reading about how to improve my overall health. I was not eating like an omnivore, I was eating like a person who really liked BBQ'd chicken and wanted to feel healthy.






























What I really wanted was more lettuce than chicken, more beans than cheese, and more corn than crispy noodles. Perhaps my suggestion for the restaurant would be to change the ratio of the ingredients, not do away with the ingredients altogether.

Calorie Wars: Sauteed Chicken Marsala versus Chicken Salad

To be honest, if I hadn't read about eating more plants, I would have ordered Sauteed Chicken Marsala instead. It is mostly pasta and chicken, smothered in what I'm sure is a delicious sauce. Turns out, the calorie count is a mere 200 calories more than the BBQ Chicken Salad. Turns out also that I was very hungry after the salad (and remained hungry after twenty minutes. and thirty minutes. and now, four hours later), but I'm sure the Marsala could have been made into at least another meal, if not two.

So why should I have ordered a salad from the Elephant Bar? The French nor the Italians nor my great-great-grandmother would have eaten what I had for dinner tonight. Nor would they have eaten anything from the rest of the menu.

The Western Diet in Real Life

After reading's Pollan's book, I wanted there to be an easy way to jump off the Western-diet bandwagon. Instead, I'm seeing it everywhere. The Elephant Bar had almost 100 meals that are sure to have been filled with over-processed meats and breads, with very, very few plants. Not even the salads could escape this sad fate.

So Pollan was correct. I can try to end my life as a Western dieter, but I can't assume I can maintain my current lifestyle. Restaurants won't support my endeavor and the change will surely take more time and effort on my part. Will it be worth it? According to Pollan, the answer is yes.

I happen to agree.

The Elephant Bar's Savior: Alcohol

The first three pages of The Elephant Bar's menu were wines and other alcoholic beverages. Clearly they're taking Pollan's (and Italy's) wine-with-dinner suggestion seriously. At least they got one part right.

tl;dr - Don't eat at The Elephant Bar if you're an animal looking to survive. Even if you're an elephant.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

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