Food Badness
An interesting discovery on Digg this evening: The top ten things food companies don’t want you to know
Much of that information I have learned in the last year thanks to IC. I have to avoid preservatives like the plague. When I mess up, what is invisible to most people becomes painfully clear to me within hours (indeed, the last occasion was a box of those cute little conversation hearts that everyone eats on Valentine’s Day–my life sucked for three days). I am so special that a simple thing like a spoonful of commercial pudding or Doritos could put me in a state of hell for days that only painkillers will turn off. It’s funny, because most people don’t even think about just how bad all the crap they put in food really is. Before I had IC, I didn’t either. But now I have an automatic alarm system to remind me…they’re bad. Really bad.
In fact, I carry around a little card I made right in my wallet to remind me of the badness.
This, by the way, is why I do 95% of my shopping at Trader Joe’s. As an employee once told me, “if it says Trader Joe’s on it, it ain’t got nothin’ funny in it.” They simply don’t believe in preservatives. As a bonus, their prices are 1/3 to 1/2 of anything in regular grocery stores. Yay!


