Let me start by saying that I have one sister. Just one. Girls outnumbered boys in my childhood. Growing up, our small, white, fluffy family dog, named “Button”, was considered “the son my father never had.” Which is to say, the presence of 4 grown (or worse, growing), hungry men at my table is quite a shock. In the past week, I have made things I never would have dreamed of making and gone through quantities of milk, bread, ice cream, lunch meat, and bananas the likes of which are blowing my mind.
It was not without irony that I listened to this NRP story last night on my way to Wal-Mart, a place that I (until now) adamantly refused to shop at, to buy several tubs of ice cream, 3 pounds of sliced turkey and ham, 2 pounds of sliced cheese, a watermelon, a gallon of milk (the second I’ve bought this week–check the date, its only Wednesday!), and 8 bananas.
The NRP segment I listened to was an interview with the authors of What I Eat: Around the World in 80 Diets. I have loved and longed for these books by Faith D’Aluisio and photographer Peter Menzel. Books like Woman in the Material World and Hungry Planet: What the World Eats. To document people’s lives–their eating lives, or their materialistic lives–the pair have their subjects lay it all out on the table–literally. In this most recent work, subjects are asked to lay out all the food they eat in a day. The pictures do the talking. And they say a lot. Through their photos, you get to see what makes up the 800 calories of a herder in Kenya and the 3,200 of an Egyptian camel broker.
I started thinking what that would look like for my household on a normal day…and then on one of these days, of late, when I’m feeding so many people what seems like SO much food! And then I thought about how much of that food came in plastic containers, boxes, or bags (not as much as you’d think), or was processed…ugh.
That’s when my brain exploded…Again.
- Thin crust sausage pizza (recipe’s in my head, but I’ll pull it out by request)
- Bowtie Lasagna (Rocked. Sour cream in pasta? I’m probably disowned. No leftovers though.
- Slow Cooker Green Chili Pork Tacos (These didn’t rock like I thought they would. I’m blaming it on the fall-apart corn tortillas.)
- Meatball Sliders (Rocked again.)
- Chicken salad sandwiches…on a picnic by the river (No leftovers again tonight. The setting was awesome, especially on a day in which nothing was going right–more on that later.)