Showing posts with label Publix. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Publix. Show all posts

Thursday, May 17, 2012

a delicacy of despair...

...that's what PETA calls it. But it's proper name is foie gras, French for "fatty liver." It's a pate made from the fatty livers of geese or ducks.

And it is delicious. Fatty. Creamy. Salty. Succulent. Delicious.

There are lots of different ways to serve foie gras, but this is the way I first tried it (and, I think, one of the best ways): with some sea salt, a little leafy greens or some fruit compote, and a crusty piece of bread.

The first time I tasted it was last May, when I performed a destination wedding in Paris for two friends. They were married in a small garden outside of an art gallery, which afterward held the "reception" - a private meal of French cuisine. Here are some pictures from the wedding and dinner:

This should be on a postcard

Me looking very pastoral

The "reception"

Our menu for the dinner

There is no doubt that foie gras is one of the finest foods I've ever eaten (at one of the finest meals I've ever had). But there has always been a debate over how this delicacy is produced. As recently as last week, I heard a story on NPR about the controversy, rekindled by the approaching effective date of a ban on foie gras in California.

Culinary critics and animal rights activists have squared off, and both the foodies and the vegans spit some pretty nasty rhetoric towards each other. Meanwhile, I feel assaulted from both sides.

I'm conflicted.

On the one hand, foie gras is so ridiculously delicious. Sure, it's a gamble to eat it. You never know whether or not you'll clog that last 74% of open artery when you eat it. But even if you did keel over in a cholesterol-induced cardiac arrest, it would be worth it. Foie gras is that good. Plus, in the end, it's just food.

On the other hand, I think that animals should be treated humanely. Unnecessary suffering should not be inflicted on any being, human or otherwise. But I'm not one of those people who curls up in a ball on the floor and sobs uncontrollably anytime I hear Sarah McLachlan's Angel from the ASPCA commercial.

























I love the food, but I hate what happens in the production.

But why is it this issue that bothers me? There are a myriad of ways that I enjoy the benefits produced through the suffering of others, and many of those relate specifically to the production of food (non-fair trade foods, for instance).

I suppose this just exposes my larger hypocrisy. I affirm the sacred nature of Creation, and yet I enjoy this food which is produced through unjust, irresponsible, and cruel means. As much as I claim that food is a justice issue, I still want inexpensive tomatoes from Publix (harvested by unfairly-paid exploited farmworkers), just like I want to be able to eat foie gras.

In the end, I don't know if legislation is the answer. Neither do I know if it will be enough for those of us who feel strongly about food justice to (not) put our money where our mouth is(n't) - that is, to let our buying habits reflect our values.

Because ultimately, it's not just food...at least not until we consider food production as an issue of justice. "Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for justice, for they shall be filled." (Matt 5:6)

Monday, March 19, 2012

day twenty-three: good intentions

Lately, despite our good intentions, nothing seems to go as planned.

At the beginning of the day today, we intended on taking dinner to a young couple who are struggling with cancer. But good intentions weren't enough today...

As I walked down the street to Coffee Underground this morning (great place, by the way...one of my favorites in town), I passed a guy on a bench. He was smoking a cigarette, wearing old jeans, a ragged looking shirt, dirty shoes, and carrying a backpack. I stopped and offered to buy him a cup of coffee at the coffeehouse. He said, "Actually, that's where I'm headed." And a few minutes after I walked in, so did he.

I had good intentions to be kind a homeless guy. Instead I think I insulted a hipster.

(If you need a refresher on how to tell the difference, check out this video clip.) 

We ended up having to rework our plans to take dinner to the couple because of a young adult church event. (We're taking them dinner later in the week, when we can actually spend time with them.) Since it was such late notice, we thought we would donate to Heifer International instead. But alas...our good intentions were subject to change.

As we picked up ingredients for tomorrow's project at the grocery store, we noticed a small piece of paper next to the register: "Food for Sharing."

Food for Sharing. "Food is Love."

It was surprisingly simple. As we checked out, the cashier just punched in how much to add to our bill ($4.69 for Bronze level, $9.62 for Silver, $14.84 for Gold), and the appropriate items were donated to a local food bank. We went for Gold, which meant the following items were donated:
- Plumrose canned ham
- 2 cans Starkist tuna
- 1 lb Publix long-grain rice
- Publix fruit cocktail
- Publix cut green beans
- Publix grape jelly
- Publix peanut butter

We had good intentions when we started the day today. But we had no intention of doing the good we ended up doing.

So here's the revised calendar of what we intend to do. I'm sure will change at some point, despite (or maybe even because of) our good intentions:


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Pay extra at grocery store to donate food to food banks
Make breakfast for ministers at church
Provide fertilizer for Travelers Rest High School organic garden
Make dinner for couple struggling with medical issues
Give out bags of sugar-free candy at nursing homes

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Donate money to Heifer International
Take snacks/coffee for police officers
Leave dollars in vending machines
Volunteer at United Ministries
Donate food to Harvest Hope


Sunday
Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday
Saturday
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Provide  homemade communion elements for Maundy Thursday service

Volunteer at Triune Mercy Center preparing and serving a meal