One of the most recent concerns of people around me is related to food or, to be more specific, to the quality of the ingredients available on the market.
There is no surprise for anyone that chickens are raised with hormones, fresh vegetables are actually full of chemicals and, most probably, genetically modified, imported fruits are more harmful than we may imagine, milk is actually some rice flour with water and other ingredients that have nothing to do with real milk and that almost everything in the supermarket is based on chemicals that are harmful to our bodies.
People around me started to look for connection in villages where the ingredients are still as natural as possible. There are networks for different things one may need from tomatoes to eggs, turkey or cheese and sometimes I feel like we are an underground society.
And then I remember that I never questioned the quality of the ingredients in Pakistan. The Pakistani weather is very favorable for growing lots of fruits and vegetables and whenever we bought something from the market, it smelled fresh...it actually smelled like the real thing. The chicken meat was not done in 20 minutes like I was used to from our hormone-filled chickens. Instead I had to cook it over and over for maybe one hour. Milk was creamy and tasty and fruits were to die for.
I really miss all those fresh ingredients now and I am sorry I did not value them more while I was able to enjoy them there.
There is no surprise for anyone that chickens are raised with hormones, fresh vegetables are actually full of chemicals and, most probably, genetically modified, imported fruits are more harmful than we may imagine, milk is actually some rice flour with water and other ingredients that have nothing to do with real milk and that almost everything in the supermarket is based on chemicals that are harmful to our bodies.
People around me started to look for connection in villages where the ingredients are still as natural as possible. There are networks for different things one may need from tomatoes to eggs, turkey or cheese and sometimes I feel like we are an underground society.
And then I remember that I never questioned the quality of the ingredients in Pakistan. The Pakistani weather is very favorable for growing lots of fruits and vegetables and whenever we bought something from the market, it smelled fresh...it actually smelled like the real thing. The chicken meat was not done in 20 minutes like I was used to from our hormone-filled chickens. Instead I had to cook it over and over for maybe one hour. Milk was creamy and tasty and fruits were to die for.
I really miss all those fresh ingredients now and I am sorry I did not value them more while I was able to enjoy them there.
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