Hippie Heather

Okay, to be honest, I'm not really. I mean, I like my material goods as much as the next person. I *am*, however, trying to not feed my family utter crap. I think that part of my interest in cooking is an attempt to know what exactly is going into our stomachs and other vital organs; sometimes, though, you just don't feel like taking an entire day to make bread. So, I go to the grocery store. And I read labels. And read labels. And read more labels. Ever notice how even "healthy" whole wheat bread has high-fructose corn syrup as ingredient #2? A bit frustrating, that. Finally, I practically laid down on the floor of Albertson's and discovered, on the very bottom shelf, the one brand of packaged bread that actually had intelligible ingredients listed. Ingredients I would *use* in my own baking. It strikes me as noticeably ironic that one has to basically do yoga to find bread that isn't loaded with scary junk.

And I don't *mind* junk...seriously, yesterday I snarfed down a vanilla milkshake and curly fries. We all have moments of weakness, but on a day to day basis...is it too much to ask that the healthier items be EASY to reach? I don't think I paid any more for this bread, either. I do understand the price component, really. But practically hiding this stuff? I was still shaking my head as I left the store.

I'm thinking that maybe a bread machine is in the wish list for future holidays.
And that's my rant for today.