My busy work schedule has
recently taken me on a short trip to the US. We drove down from Detroit through Ohio, into Kentucky and
back up the west side through Indiana.
Of course my explorer’s hat came on, driving all of my co-workers crazy,
as my stops were nowhere near any of the stops they wanted to make! Why stop at Burger King when you can
explore something new right?
Well let me tell you, the
first thing I have to say about traveling on the road across our border to the
south is that I am not surprised the Americans are leading the way in
obesity. Sadly, I remember my
father commenting on this when we traveled these roads as kids. It has not change. In fact, I want to say it’s getting worse. I can not believe the ailments (I can’t
call it food because that’s just not what it is) people put into their
bodies. I witnessed it first hand
that the American population IS what IT eats. I could not believe the size of the people around me
everywhere I went. I say that
because everywhere you go, you are surrounded by big chain restaurants (and
smaller chains too), that have nothing good to serve you. I had to go out of my way several times
to ensure I was consuming something real.
I wasn’t looking for anything fancy, just REAL. The problem with that is that I was
just pissing off the people I was with.
That brings me to my second
observation: The challenge that I
had was making my co-workers understand that my needs of wanting to eat proper
food is not very much to ask for.
It might take us off route just a tad but the attempt to save my
arteries is worth it to me. Have
we come to this point that we as a society are going to accept the influence
brought on to us by the big chains?
Are we that lazy or in a rush that we can’t take the time to perhaps eat
from a grocery store market where choices are a little better?
Anyway, I will finish off on
a positive note with my stop in Indianapolis, which had a variety of neat ecliptic
restaurants to choose from.
Side note here – Just to
clarify, I’m not a food snob who is on some kind of special diet. I’m just looking for real food made by
real people in an honest way. And
if it’s local, fresh and filled with goodness (which is usually something
colorful), than even better!
On that note, enjoy the pics
of a neat pizza place I discovered on my walk along Mass Ave.
I
am so thankful for living in a city that values good coffee! Our neighbors to the south are so
behind on this. No doubt New York
and L.A. probably have that ground covered but really? Is that where you have to go in the US
to experience a great cup of java?
(And I’m not talking about Starbucks). Perhaps this is something I will no doubt continue to
research as I explore other cities in the US. So Toronto, for all the times I’ve been critical about you,
you’ve got a one up on the coffee experience for sure!