Related: this is the stupidest false-dichotomy takedown of caring about where your food comes from or how it is prepared, ever.
Occasionally we fantasize that, if the time-space continuum were to explode, we’d spend our evenings standing over risotto pots like Manhattan sous-chefs. But come 7 p.m., home from work, we’re defrosting and microwaving — the American way.
I’m worried about the people who live in food deserts, and the kids relying on the UNBELIEVABLY shitty corn-based school lunches. If you’ve ever bought goji berries based on a Women’s Health article, you are going to be just fine.