Here’s an example of how parenthood changes us, though perhaps not in the way you might expect.
Before having kids, my husband and I focused on eating locally. We shopped primarily at the farmers markets and would never buy produce from South America.
Here we are, four years later, with a fruit-loving daughter, and I don’t hesitate when I see organic blueberries grown in Chile for sale at Costco. In fact I’ll go out of my way and drive twenty-five minutes into town to buy more. Ethics, be dammed.
It’s hard enough to get our daughter to eat when we have all these options.
Perhaps a few years down the road, I’ll reclaim my dignity and let our Costco membership lapse. For now, I’m pretending I don’t know myself and hoping in the car… those blueberries taste good. (Of course, they don’t taste as good as those local Sonoma blues but we need to wait until the summer for those…)
between out of season fruits for the benefit of one child, and meat consumption to prepare for your next, you are indeed a changed woman! :)
LOL! Oh, goodness. Indeed.
Next Summer freeze those Sonoma blues. Freeze on a cookie sheet so they freeze individually. Then put in a bag or a jar. They are delicious frozen too!
Such a great idea, Becky! We do that with the blackberries from our bushes in September. The challenge with blueberries is that we never seem to buy enough in order to save some for the freezer. This summer I’m going to make it happen! Thanks for the awesome reminder!