There's only one letter separating crab cakes from crap cakes. Crab cakes -- meaty, crispy, light -- stand as one of summer's most delicious meals. Crap cakes -- bready, soggy, dense -- taste like, well, crap.
Hunger is the mother of invention. It was my first day working from home in ages, and I was starving. It was Friday, which somehow in most people's minds, including mine, has become Pizza Day (why is that?).
If we limit our food purchases to things that we recognize as coming from a farm, foods that are fairly produced and are as local as possible, we will help nudge the system in the right direction, AND it might just be the weight-loss "diet" we've been looking for.
I'm in Chicago, waiting to board my flight. The "depultures"* are circling, and the gate attendant is about to begin to "pre-board"(?) travelers deemed worthy to enter the aircraft before everyone else.