Iron Rations: Top Kitchen Essentials
I fondly remember shopping with my mother when I was growing up; wandering the aisles of the grocery store watching her toss endless boxes and bags into the cart, always hoping that if I was good that I would get to pick a comic book from the spinning rack near the checkout. It’s a very simple, and pleasant, memory for me.
My mother did her best to make sure our family ate well. Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t perfect by any stretch of the imagination (she refered to corn as a vegetable, we lived on white as snow bread, and there was a lot of super sugary canned fruits in the pantry at all times) but she did what I like to think was her best.
I distinctly remember:
- We never had soda in the house
- She would never buy my brother or I any cereal with chocolate anything or bits of marshmallow
- If we wanted something sweet she always preferred we had fruit or a granola bar instead of a cookie.
Sounds good, right? In a very limited capacity it was, but not really…
