Grass fed and humanely butchered meat is the mantra for most Paleo eaters. I do agree that we need to redesign the slaughter houses, but I don't think Grok (named by Mark Sisson) would have cared about the Mastedon's feelings when he himself was about to become extinct. I know we live in a different world, but really folks? I love my chickens but they are about the stupidest bird alive. No wonder the dinosaurs are compared to them and believe the roots can be traced back.
Anyway, I am gearing up for a week at camp with 35 boys and 4 other adults under my charge. We have discussed nutrition with the boys (many of whom believe a strawberry pop-tart is considered fruit) and with their parents. It will be interesting to see how well that is lived.
After perusing the menu for the week, I will need to supplement a lot of alternatives for my eating. Being gluten free has some advantages and hopefully, I can pull rank to acquire shelf space in the kitchen's pantry and fridge.
The meat comes from questionable origins, but it is still protein and I won't deny myself that satisfaction.
And there is that slimmest of chance that I can convert one or two over to the greener pastures.
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