Have you ever thought much about it? How many bugs you eat in a given
week. I know. I know. You don't like to think about it. Like the times
you open up that bag of getting a little old, flour and find it
crawlin' (now listen to the girls scream) or how many bugs are in that
bag of corn chips you like so much. But the fact is, you eat 'em,
especially if you don't take the time to examine what you eat like when
you're in front of the tube, hypnotized.
I live in an
agricultural area. This knowledge is a fact of life around here. Stuff
that looks like it ain't fit to sell on the shelf or in a basket usually
ends up processed into something like ketchup for example. The home for
second rate tomatoes.
This points out a problem with
food labels. They never tell what the grasshopper content of your chips
are and even more importantly how fattening they are. The last time I
found an opportunity to tell a guy that he stopped chewin' and dazed
off. It was fun. And do I eat em'. Not if I can help it!
Here's
a food horror story for you to digest. It was in a true biography about
a couple who sailed their boat to Mexico sometime in the 1970's. They
went to the meat market and found them spraying Raid on the meat to keep
the flies off of it. The couple decided to catch their own fish from
then on.