Monday, December 19, 2005

Wash Your Mellon Before You Cut It.

Do you wash your mellons before you cut them? You should. Most of the mellons like cantaloupe come from places like Mexico and South America. These places commonly use human waste as fertilizer. It never actually gets washed off before you buy it. So, when you slice through it with your knife, the knife pulls any contamination with it into the mellon. The part that you eat. This can make you very very sick. Just refer to the link above. If you search you would likely find a lot more examples. I just did a super quick search to find this link. I remember hearing a few years ago about something similar with Mexican strawberries making people sick and dieing.

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Monkey Pee

Have you ever noticed the brown stains on bananas. I'm not talking about the brown age spots. What I am talking about is the brown coloring that is from a dried liquid. If you look for it you will see it. For some reason it doesn't get washed off before the consumer buys it. It is from the moneys that sit in the banana trees. Where do you think they go to the bathroom. There not going to climb all the way down to spare you from handling pee stained bananas. There just gonna piss anywhere they are. I don't think it is harmful to people but you may want to wash them off before you offer them to your babies.

Sunday, December 11, 2005

Turkey, The New Mystery Meat.

What are they putting in turkeys these days. My local grocery store was practically giving away Brand Name turkeys to it's regular customers this year. So, I decided to get into the holiday spirit this Thanksgiving by baking a turkey. I am actually a pretty descent cook when I want to be. After all I was trained to be a cook in the army, but never took it very serious.
I was expecting to have my kids over that week but then there mother got confused, they didn't make it over. I ended up making turkey for myself.
It turned out perfect, Juicy, flavorfull, with a slightly crispy skin. Just the way I like it.
I had my fill and was thinking of how I would go about freezing it for later.
However, I kept thinking there's been a strange but familiar smell, or taste or something. It was just slight enough that I couldn't put a finger on it.
I went to work and had my usual work lunch. When I got back home I had some turkey. Now there's that smell again except it seems to permeate my whole being. I realized it's that same taste I get when I rarely get an antibiotic. I don't know it this is really what I was smelling/tasting but I am sure it was. I can't imagine what else it could have been. The thought of it grossed me out enough that I had to throw away the whole bird. After about three days, I couldn't smell/taste it anymore. That is the last time I make turkey.

Friday, October 28, 2005

What's In Your Beer?

Well, ask a mortician who doesn't use much embalming fluid and they are likely to tell you people who drank a lot of beer. I don't know all the brands but I have been aware that Pabst Blue Ribbon Beer uses formaldehyde in it's ingredients. What else is in beer, who knows? If your a beer drinker, haven't you ever wondered why there are no ingredient labels on beer like there are on soda pop or any other food or beverage.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

A Tongue Tickler.

One time after school I grabbed a bottle of Cola and sat on the sofa to watch TV. My eyes glued to the TV and sipping away at the bottle I kinda play with it by sticking my tongue in the bottle opening as I drink. It's getting toward the end of the bottle and begin to sort of feel something hit the end of my tongue. I noticed it but didn't really pay much attention until the bottle was empty enough for me to see what it was. When I looked it was a huge fly encased in the sugary gelatin. I just about lost it. It was weeks before I could get the thought out of my head enough to even drink another soda in any form. Then I gradually started drinking can pop poured in a glass.

Sunday, July 24, 2005

"God gives every bird its food, but He does not throw it into its nest." J G Holland