Well. THAT's never happened before.
Sep. 3rd, 2011 11:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Big ol' clump of mud RIGHT in the middle of my bundle of spinach.
What the hell.
** ETA: Alright, this deserves a little more unpacking. See, they sell two kinds of spinach in nearly every standard grocery I've been to here in the big city. There's your normal no-frill twisty-tied bundle of >> SPINACH << , with the barcode and three different corporate labels printed on the tie, what gets misted with all the other veggies like a normal hunk of produce. And then there's the ~Organic Baby Spinach~, pre-washed and in a totally extraneous plastic container.
I've had problems with extraneous packaging since India, where the trash wasn't helpfully trucked away from us every day, but even more than that my gut reaction to this choice is to see it presented as yet another tiny symptom of the growing class dichotomy that's fucking America over. (Yeah yeah. I should just rename this blog The Economist's Daughter.)
So with this bit of fuzzy discontent I opt to get the bundled spinach, knowing that my mother will be annoyed that I'm not feeding myself organic but it's more than twice as expensive, come on. And then, mud. And slimy rotting bits of spinach all embedded in. Super- nice.
This has been another issue of Getting Mad Without A Target.
What the hell.
** ETA: Alright, this deserves a little more unpacking. See, they sell two kinds of spinach in nearly every standard grocery I've been to here in the big city. There's your normal no-frill twisty-tied bundle of >> SPINACH << , with the barcode and three different corporate labels printed on the tie, what gets misted with all the other veggies like a normal hunk of produce. And then there's the ~Organic Baby Spinach~, pre-washed and in a totally extraneous plastic container.
I've had problems with extraneous packaging since India, where the trash wasn't helpfully trucked away from us every day, but even more than that my gut reaction to this choice is to see it presented as yet another tiny symptom of the growing class dichotomy that's fucking America over. (Yeah yeah. I should just rename this blog The Economist's Daughter.)
So with this bit of fuzzy discontent I opt to get the bundled spinach, knowing that my mother will be annoyed that I'm not feeding myself organic but it's more than twice as expensive, come on. And then, mud. And slimy rotting bits of spinach all embedded in. Super- nice.
This has been another issue of Getting Mad Without A Target.
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Date: 2011-09-03 03:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-04 01:56 am (UTC)Some days I would cringe at that thought and shrink away. Others, I'm all, 'hey, extra protein.' Bugs are different depending on the day.
... Assuming you mean bugs. And not, like, box toads.
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Date: 2011-09-04 08:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-03 04:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-03 05:00 pm (UTC)Cae and I found a caterpillar in lettuce that comes sealed in those plastic boxes. You know, the kind that's ready made for salads apparently.
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Date: 2011-09-04 01:58 am (UTC)no but I found a slug in my blueberries in Vermont a couple weeks back, and after that I ignored Dad's insistence that they didn't need to be washed.
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Date: 2011-09-04 02:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-04 02:50 am (UTC)I bet I've already eaten like six.
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Date: 2011-09-04 03:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-04 01:12 am (UTC)But I hate extraneous packaging too. I tend to horde it in case it wants reusing, somehow, and that doesn't work at all. Probably from Science Camp as a kid and constructing model landfills.
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Date: 2011-09-04 01:59 am (UTC)no subject
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