With the committment I've made to try and live and eat more sustainably, sometimes I am overwhelmed by the amount of information I find. The more I learn, I'm like my 5 year old watching a scary movie with her hands clapped over her eyes -- but her fingers are parted just a little bit to peek.
I feel like Jerry Maguire, when he began his mission statement. There is no turning back, despite the fact that it means his career will be in ruins.
There is no turning back for me, even though I wish so badly that I could hit the rewind button in my brain and go back to a moment when I didn't care a whole lot about what I ate. Ask my husband -- he'll tell you that he's impressed with my dedication, very pleased with the wonderful dinners I've been cooking night after night; but in many ways I do feel like my nice, easy domestic role has been ruined.
Sometimes I wish I hadn't read the November issue of Natural Health magazine, regarding Sustainable Meat Eating. Or the October issue of National Geographic about the international economics and sustainability of fishing and fish-consumption.
Via simple Google searches, that anyone can do if they have the curiosity and the desire to learn, I understand the influence of marketing on the healthier eating movement, and that terms like cage-free, natural, and organic are not necessarily self-explanatory, and that words like fully-pastured, local, and small are far more important.
I also heard the term beak-trimming.
Friends with good intentions are encouraging me to watch Food, Inc or read The Omnivore's Dilemma.
But I'm afraid my brain will explode.
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