I made lentils and rice last night, leftovers from our recent camping trip. It reminded me of the three months I spent camping with my friend Jigs in 1990, when we lived on oatmeal, peanut butter sandwiches, and lentils and rice.
You might think that after such an experience I’d never want to look at lentils, oatmeal or peanut butter again, but you’d be wrong. They’re still some of my favorite foods.
Lentils especially. Nothing tastes better, and nothing is healthier. With rice, they make a complete protein, and they’re super high in fiber.
So just for fun, I googled “Are lentils the best food in the world?” and up came a New York Post article claiming that the McDonald’s double cheeseburger is the best food in the world. Proving my point.
I still eat some meat, but very little, after doing almost no research about the meat industry a few years ago. Almost no research is enough to turn most people with a heart against eating any meat that’s produced by American agribusiness.
It’s also killing the planet.
It’s also totally unnecessary for a healthy diet these days.
The animals are also opposed, and the more we learn about them, the more like us we learn they are.
I still eat meat when it’s offered because I don’t want to be an obnoxious vegetarian, and I still eat fish for the Vitamin D my Scandinavian blood requires in my northern climate, but I’m thinking of switching to supplements.
I raise my own eggs and am transitioning my dairy consumption to goat milk bought from a local farmer, and yogurt and chèvre I make myself.
Humans are going to have to have an adult conversation about meat-eating eventually, one that goes beyond “Ooh, but I love bacon/hotdogs/chicken nuggets, and PETA’s so annoying.”
Lentils will be part of that conversation, and maybe people will figure out what they’re missing.