I am officially a bad mother. I have introduced my teenager to the dark side: the dark side of foodism. I introduced him to (cue the ominous music) Hostess Ding Dongs.
It started innocently enough. On the way home from an appointment (his), we passed a Wonder Bread Thrift Store. When Amigo was a tot, we lived near this store and were frequent customers. I pulled in for old times' sake. Really. Only for the memories.
If you've never been in a bread thrift store, picture this: loaf upon loaf of many varieties of bread, name brand, only a day old. These are the products that did not sell from the regular store shelves, but are still edible. The thrift store sells them to folks like me for half the regular price - or less. It's easy. My favorites call out to me: Psst, Daisy! Over here! Sourdough, the kind you like for French Toast! You did plan to feed the family French Toast this Spring Break week, didn't you? And weakly (not weekly), I give in.
So there we were, a bright sunny spring day, not exactly the kind of setting for a motherly downfall. I filled my shopping basket with rye bread, sandwich wheat, a bag of bagels, and a box of cracker/ pretzel crisps. Then...it happened. We walked past the sugary, high fat items euphemistically known as Snack Cakes. Cupcakes. Twinkies. Ho-Hos. And yes, Ding Dongs.
I caved. It didn't take much. I had broken the cardinal rule; I went shopping when I was hungry. I offered Amigo a choice (a choice!) between the vanilla cupcakes and the DingDongs, and he chose - well, ring my bell, he chose the Ding Dongs.
We had them for dessert after a lunch of fast food burgers, fries, and onion rings. If we're off the wagon, let's go all the way off the wagon!
Now wait a minute. What if, like Carbon Credits, I could offset a bad food day with better ideas?
The junky lunch came from a local fast food joint; my money stayed local. Kids from Amigo's high school work there, earning a living and learning a work ethic.
The garbage from the sandwiches, fries, and onion rings went into the compost, not the landfill.
Our most recent dessert food was an applesauce cake made with Splenda. Low-fat, low sugar.
Breakfast yesterday included blueberry muffin bread made from Farmers' Market blueberries in my freezer.
We had grilled cheese on home made bread with chicken soup from home made stock for supper last night!
And finally (or continuously?) I'm getting ready to plant the garden. Fresh vegetables, starting in July, will grace our kitchen table!
Well, you know me. I can rationalize almost anything. That's why my coworkers often ask me to help with the grant writing. But quasi-seriously, about the Ding Dongs? Don't tell Jamie Oliver.