As a mom I try to make sure my daughter eats healthy foods. When I was married I cooked a big dinner every night, I’m not a great cook but no one died. When I got divorced those marathon cooking sessions after working all day went right out the window, but I still tried to make sure they were healthy foods in the house.
Now, I think I may have been doing it all wrong. I just read an article that said beer makes you a better problem solver, whiskey boosts good cholesterol and pork fat is good for you.
What’s a mom to do? It seems that opinions about foods change faster than the weather. Eggs are bad, no, eggs are good. Too much milk is bad, but we need milk for strong bones. This is just the tip of the iceberg. Every day you can find something that has changed.
I remember learning about the four food groups and the food pyramid when I was in school. It seems to show us that moderation in all our food choices was best. The pyramid has changed and now there is a My Plate food graph.
The problem isn’t really our choices it’s how our food is made. Everything is made with added sugar, salt and fat, which throws off all of our choices.
I recently was looking at frozen vegetables in a cream sauce, the ingredients were mostly unrecognizable but the sugar and fat content was high. In this hurry, hurry world we don’t have time to make the sauces from scratch like our mothers did.
Even twenty years ago mothers knew what was in their families food, mostly because they made it. Now we grab everything on the go and most of the time have no idea what’s in it.
I’m so confused by what is good and what is bad anymore that I think I’m going to start eating like my grandparents did. Their food was fresh, it wasn’t packaged or canned and didn’t have anything added to it.
Come to think of it, that’s probably why my meals never taste quite like my grandmothers.