“It drove me mad when I started to hear foodies wax rhapsodic over local produce, going on to imply, not-so-subtly, that to buy it was a measure of character and moral standing. I grew up eating processed food during the week, fresh stuff on weekends—that’s how it works when you’re being raised by a working, single dad—but that didn’t mean my family didn’t care about food; it was just what was easiest. And the families I now reported on? They cared about their meals and health, but they were mostly eating what was easy—readily available, affordable, tasty. My family and the ones I reported on weren’t immoral. We were just broke and stressed.”
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