Melissa Barrett

I think I'm in love with the salmon here. And that's probably a good thing, because I also think we are going to have to stop eating pork here - at least the hog-lot kind. In MN we got our pork (what I liked to call "happy pig") from the Barrett farm. Grandpa got just enough pigs for those who wanted meat, and he had them live outside, with the cows, having a short but good life. So, I felt relatively guilt free when eating them.

Here it seems the hog-lot problem is just as bad as at home. Maybe even worse since, after the US, Denmark is the second largest pork producer in the world. For a country the size of maybe Michigan, I don't think that's a thing to aspire to. And even this morning, the Danish teacher was telling us that a large chicken farm in Svendborg (30 miles away) has to kill all of its birds due to bird flu (not the really bad bird flu, but something that could morf into the bad one).

So, we are going to try to drastically reduce our pork consumption, which is a bummer for two reasons. The first being that Peter lives of bacon, and more recently pork chops. For a kid with a limited diet, we need to feed him whatever he'll eat. Second, I recently came to a solution for my moral dilemma with eating pig (since they are supposed to be like three-year-old children, who wants to eat a child, plus have you ever looked at their eyes...they have people eyes). Anyway....I decided that if I passed out in a pig pen, they would eat me. So, why not eat them.

Dinner last night was salmon, some yummy green beans, and bean salad on couscous.