I am buying a cow. Not a whole one, but a quarter, because after finally watching the movie Food, Inc. the other night, Grey and I were so disgusted that we decided we just couldn’t stomach eating any more nasty factory farm-raised beef. Or chicken. Or pigs. Or turkeys. Ick.
If you haven’t seen the movie, I highly recommend it. Most of it isn’t anything new, but watching the documentary in its entirety really gives you a lasting impression of the American food system. The film shows everything from the nasty chicken houses (which incidentally are not a far drive from my new house here in DE) which dirty steroid-birds bask in their own poo all day to slaughter houses where sick pigs are crushed to death to make hot dogs. But it’s not like the producers are trying to shock you into vegetarianism or anything, just educate so that things change.
It definitely made a lasting impression. I can honestly say that I think my Bojangles cravings are over and I would think twice about an In-N-Out binge (at least until I researched where they got their beef). Because even though I’m anal about feeding the three of us organic at home, it’s like everything flies out the window when I see a Chick-fil-A and I can’t help myself from eating it.
So, Grey and I are going to start with a small step and buy part of a cow from a responsible local farm that raises cows the nice way. That way, I won’t have to feel like I’m eating some poor animal’s soul every time I decide to grill a burger or make pot roast for dinner. Whew.