I am frustrated this morning. Mad, really.
Let me back up and give you some context. Hopefully you will then understand my frustration and be mad with me.
Last weekend my fiance, his mom, and I went to Sam’s Club to shop for groceries for a few weeks. We bought a lot of meat because there are a lot of people in this house, so we go through meat rather quickly. Especially now that half of us in the house can really only eat meat and veggies. None of us had been to Sam’s in quite a while, so we spent three hours going through the majority of the store, trying to figure out what we could save money on if it were purchased there rather than somewhere else. When we went through the freezer section, we saw some bags of frozen Tyson chicken that looked pretty convenient. The price didn’t seem too bad, either. The chicken has been so convenient that the bag is already empty. I had my first piece of it last night. I only ate one piece that my sister-in-law had grilled, with some zucchini and onions that I sauteed. And after I ate dinner I promptly passed out for four hours. When I woke up, I felt groggy and unfocused, and I had a hard time going back to sleep.
There is only one substance on the face of the planet that does that to me. This substance is found in pizza and pancakes, and this effect of those food products was one of the main reasons why I wanted to stop eating them.
I looked at the bag to try to figure out the mystery of my sudden need for sleep. The results are somewhat inconclusive, but the bag states that the chicken is flavored with chicken broth. The bag also does not say what the ingredients of the chicken broth are.
I have no proof that the chicken is what caused me to need sleep like nobody’s business. But I do know by the nature and quality of the sleep, the kind of dreams that I had, and the way that I felt when I woke up that there was something wrong with something that I ate. This is where a lot of people around me think that I am crazy and pick on me mercilessly, but when you cut so much crap out of your diet, you are much more aware and sensitive to the effects of that crap when it manages to sneak it’s way back in. All I have to go on in this case is a bag of frozen chicken, because it is the only food aspect of my entire day that I did not have complete control over.
While it is sad that I can’t even trust a bag of frozen chicken when it comes to this diet, I also should have known better. I was looking for convenience; what I found instead was that there is a price for convenience. No one said that this diet is convenient; I work hard every weekend to make sure that I have smart choices throughout the week, as well as variety in those choices. I cook everything. I make sure that everything I eat is as natural as I can afford for it to be. But we have come to a place in society where everyone places convenience over their health, which is what leads companies to put out products that are unhealthy and are ultimately killing us. What makes it extremely sad to me is that I look at a label of frozen chicken, assume by the label that it is fine, but ultimately pay a price for eating it. That price was time away from my kids and household responsibilities because I was so zonked out that I couldn’t even try to get out of bed when my daughter came in to tell me that she needed a fork, which she needed because dishes needed to be washed and I couldn’t do it – because I was so zonked. And it is too early to tell, but I am sure that I will spend the weekend feeling sub-par as well, until whatever nasty culprit that I consumed makes its way through my system.
But in the end, I learned a valuable lesson: convenience is not worth the price you pay. Next time, I will be sticking to the same old chicken that I always cook and has proven to not knock me out like a prize-fighter would.
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Nice post. Always like to read about fellow Paleo people.
Your body is right, you know. Have you ever read “Eating Animals” by Jonathan Safran Foer? Although he is a Vegetarian, he tries to be objective and explains in great detail how chicken are processed in mass production sites.
I think the reason why you reacted so adverse against frozen chicken is the way it is processed. After being slaughtered and feathered the chicken go to refrigerated tansk of water to cool. Foer quotes an employee from the Government Accountability Project saying: “water in these tanks has been aptly named ‘fecal soup’ for all the filth and bacteria floating around. By immersing clean, healthy birds in the same tank with dirty ones, you’re practically assuring cross-contamination”.
Foer goes on to explain that while many European and Canadian poultry processors employ air-chilling systems, 99 percent of US poultry producers (like Tyson) have stayed with water immersion systems “and fought lawsiutis from both consumers and the beef industry to continue the outmoded use of water-chilling.
The reason why they so adamantly defend this processing method is simply profit. Air-chilling reduces the weight of the chicken, but water chilling causes the bird’s carcass to soak up water. That way the industry can turn waste water into additional weight in poultry products. Turning s**t into profit, literally.
It’s sad really. But that is also a reason why I try to avoid most meat coming from the US. Unlike NZ and Oz the beef and pork is mostly grain fed while chicken are chilled in water tanks. Don’t want to US bash here. You have great organic, free range, grass-fed produce from decent farms. But that’s unfortunately not the stuff that gets exported to my area.
Hope I have not ruined your appetite (much) and was able to provide a bit of answer to that big mad (rightly so) question mark in your post.