Have you ever just simply observed a group of teenage boys eating? Well if so, then you most definitely can identify with what I am about to say. However, if you are not privy to such a delight, let me forewarn you--Teenage boys have a tendency to eat everything in sight! Amazingly, even though they are in the process of simply transitioning from boy to man, they are able to devour twice or three times the amount of food as you and I—and in only about half the amount of time. They want their food and they want it now--Instant gratification, Instant satiation….and “Mom, are you going to finish that?”
“Without Food I wouldn’t be here,” exclaimed one of my teenage son’s buddies as he and a group of others bounded into our kitchen to devour three large take-out pizzas, including a hefty order of garlic cheese sticks plus a two-liter bottle of sugary sweet soda. “Duh” replied another while piling numerous slices upon his plate.
As I silently observed the boys toss down their pizza, I delighted in my own sacred serving of freshly sautéed, green, leafy kale, and giggled to myself as I considered how these young men were so enamored with this slab of baked, yeasty dough, topped with red tomato sauce and bubbling, oozing cheese. I thought about what their reactions might have been instead if a huge serving of my garden greens were waiting on their plates in place of the standard American fare they were gobbling down at top speed.
But then as I really payed attention to them, it became quite apparent that they were not actually even chewing the food—not savoring each bite and flavor of the pizza as I was. They were munching through it with huge chomps and washing it down with soda while they engaged in a variety of teen centered conversations—none, of course, about the food at hand.
Well, for some reason, the pizza scene really got me thinking. How has my very own family become so used to such great American conveniences? We aren’t supposed to be like everybody else because I know better! Is it just because I was busy and it was faster and easier to order take-out than to hand bake three pizzas? Did I really even think about this in the first place? So, I wondered how I could spread the message to these teens about food and healthy eating habits without sounding preachy or uncool?
Not only that, but I also began to question just how many of these boys might even have an inkling of where the pizza ingredients themselves come from--Just who are the cows that produce milk for the cheese and where are the grains cultivated that are converted into the flour for the crust? And what about those tomatoes--Are they even grown this time of year? Or better yet, just how much energy and resources actually go into producing not one, but all three of these very pizzas that were quickly vanishing before my very eyes?
Believe me, it was hard for a lover of healthy, fresh cuisine like myself to admit that my very own teenager is a part of this scene. My son, the one who has never eaten a jar of factory produced baby food nor any piece of chicken, pork or beef in his 16 years of life--the one who was raised crawling around in the rich, dark soil picking sweet ears of organic corn off the plant and eating them right there on the spot--the one whose name is Grover, which literally means “gardener, or dweller in the grove.” So where does a parent go wrong?
Food is life and life is food: This is really how it has been since the beginning of time. It is a simple fact that without food, most, if not all, living entities on this planet would not exist. Now, each breathing creature obtains their food in a multitude of ways, but it is we humans, who are the ones that have “messed” with Mother Nature in our desire to produce so much food. And there really is an abundance of food on this planet, why are there still so many starving people all over the world?