I didn’t even grow to that poor, but knew people who ate worse just because the battle of everyday life took every last ounce of gumption they had.
Luckily my ma knew about food and cooking, so we did alright, but I had a lot of little friends who were totally totally lost when it came to feeding themselves.
Hell right now I know middle aged men pulling six figures who are hurting nutritionally, and it’s like impossible to educate them to a better way to take care of themselves, despite money not actually being an issue
Yeah, I guess I was lucky in some ways because my family coming from Polish invasion survivors meant that I was raised with a strong emphasis on healthy peasant food. My grandparents in particularly always made sure we ate heartily, so when I was on my own for a bit and had to survive I knew that I needed crap like veggie stews and not instant noodles.
When I went to uni it was baffling sneaking in to the student accomodation to visit my girlfriend and seeing rich kids with literal fucking scurvy and shopping carts full of pasta and mince + instant noodles. Like friends, please eat a carrot.
I didn’t even grow to that poor, but knew people who ate worse just because the battle of everyday life took every last ounce of gumption they had.
Luckily my ma knew about food and cooking, so we did alright, but I had a lot of little friends who were totally totally lost when it came to feeding themselves.
Hell right now I know middle aged men pulling six figures who are hurting nutritionally, and it’s like impossible to educate them to a better way to take care of themselves, despite money not actually being an issue
Yeah, I guess I was lucky in some ways because my family coming from Polish invasion survivors meant that I was raised with a strong emphasis on healthy peasant food. My grandparents in particularly always made sure we ate heartily, so when I was on my own for a bit and had to survive I knew that I needed crap like veggie stews and not instant noodles.
When I went to uni it was baffling sneaking in to the student accomodation to visit my girlfriend and seeing rich kids with literal fucking scurvy and shopping carts full of pasta and mince + instant noodles. Like friends, please eat a carrot.
That’s a great last sentence, I might start using.
Friend please eat a carrot.