My boyfriend came back from his winter vacation with a declaration. He wanted to only eat whole, unprocessed foods (or as whole and unprocessed as we could get by with). Considering that living this way is almost a requirement of my job, I said sure, let’s do it. So we did, only shopping the perimeter of the grocery store (with the exception of whole wheat organic pasta, which had only two ingredients – flour and water…wow, I sound like such a hippie). We left feeling smug and proud of our ultra-healthy cart.
There’s only one problem – I have a small addiction to this thing called spray butter. Everyone hates it, telling me how fake and awful it is. But in my defense, I come from the south, the bastion of butter-drenched foods, and my palate is less sensitive, and I need butter to make things taste good. Because of this, if I were to use real butter I would be incredibly unhealthy. When I make dinner, my roommates have to look away to avoid seeing how much butter I add. I have been likened to Paula Dean. So, in order to retain some modicum of health, I have to use spray butter. Its zero calorie deliciousness makes everything better, except my organic track record.
As hard as we all try, I think there will always be something we can’t give up in order to be perfectly, absolutely organic. I’ve revealed mine. Anyone else want to share?