100 miles. day 4 and 5 because neither have been terribly interesting.

Do you ever wake up feeling like if you can't eat something with melted cheese on it like right that second then you will probably just die? Yeah. Me too. Just this morning, in fact.

This morning I woke up with that insatiable craving, so I thought "cool, I will make a delicious omelette full of delicious things and it will fulfill me". But then I realized that the eggs I have are not local, nor is the cheese. So then what? I COULD drive down to Community, where I know I could get both of these things, or I could just make it with the things I have. Given that I wasn't quite ready to get out of pajamas yet, I chose option 2. Alas, cheating on the 100 miles yet again. During our discussions in class in Spain (for those of you that were not there) we talked about just how much of a luxury it is to be able to choose to go to the market or Community for groceries, and while at the time I already agreed, this week has really been bringing that idea to life. It is also a huge pain. Why would I drive downtown for milk when I could walk across the street to Safeway and buy more milk for less money with far less hassle? Ah, that's right. Morality.

Again come to this thing I have been thinking about finding a balance between morality and not putting life as you know it on hold to change your personal food habits. Yes, I really, honestly do want to make an effort to eat more locally. But my mother graciously pointed out yesterday that I have likely driven far more than 100 miles, to all corners of this city, in an effort to eat products originating within 100 miles of my home. (Yes, I am going to map that and find out for sure). Now, I'm not complaining about the lengths that one has to take, here. I am simply pointing out how the flaws in our internationally spread out food systems have made eating locally so hard! I get to do it, because I am in a place of privilege, have a vehicle and the financial resources (kinda...) to do so. Eating locally shouldn't be a luxury only available to the upper echelons, but it is! Does that not seem backwards to you?

Anyway, yesterday was a wash as far as interesting food to talk about goes. I just ate my dinner leftovers from Wednesday night like all day! Tonight I have a friend coming in from out of town, and we are going to a party at a German friend's house, where he will be making "authentic" German sausage and delicious treats! Culinary tourism at home, my friends? Dawn? Lisa? Nothing?

Until next time, folks!