A Land of Feasting
IN a health food supermarket the other day, I noticed in front of me in the check-out line a woman with a huge assortment of of organic vegetables and fruits. There were turnips and sweet potatoes and apples and avocados, to mention a few, each one picked out separately. Everything was blameless. There was not a single transgression against healthy eating. The woman was very thin and spent more than $170. She looked to be in her late fifties, so it was unlikely she was feeding a whole family. And yet there was one jar of baby food -- mashed, organic carrots. Perhaps that was for some vegetarian elixir, a magical potion that when mixed with other virtuously-produced vegetables and fruits could extend life indefinitely. Two days later, I had breakfast in a diner --- one of those highway restaurants where each plate of food would be enough to feed four people in bygone years. The chicken and waffles came with a mountain of sizzling, fried drumsticks. Most of the items on the menu would supply half the recommended daily calories for a grown adult. One adorable boy sat before his huge platter of eggs and potatoes. He was about eight and he looked happy, very happy. He was also seriously over-weight. A couple who had eaten got up to leave as we were waiting for our food. They were wearing tent-like T-shirts and sweatpants. What else could they wear?…





