From The Root comes this interesting story about the health benefits of dark-colored food:
Black food is in. And we’re not talking about your grandmother’s fried chicken or Aunt Sadie’s peach cobbler. Instead, it seems that with food, the darker it is, the better it is for you.
Wait…what? Aside from the really awful “darker the berry, sweeter the juice” jokes that this begs, could that intro have been any more blatantly racist?
I guess since it’s written by a supposedly black author at a black website, it’s okay. Right? …not really.
Number One, fried chicken and peach cobbler are no more “black” foods than cornbread and catfish. Those foods are Southern foods, traditional Southern cuisine. Not “black” cuisine. Both blacks and whites in the South eat foods like grits, barbecue, sweet potato pie, okra, field peas and collard greens. Always have, always will. What a ridiculous idea that certain foods are “blacker” than others. Which leads me to…
Number Two, the insinuation that black folks only eat fried chicken or peach cobbler is offensive. Why not just throw watermelon and pink lemonade into the mix and further stereotype yourself? Even better, we can go back to old-timey advertisements like this:
Or some classic old Cream of Wheat ads:
While the rest of the article was interesting, that intro almost completely turned me off from reading it. Nothing like setting a group of people back fifty years or so. Well done, The Root.
Me, this afternoon:
Okay, conference call is finally over. Checking Hotmail… Hmm. That’s an awful lot of pingbacks in one day… I should check my WordPress dashboard and see what’s going on. HOLY FREAKING MOTHER OF GOD.
So, yeah. Thanks for the link, Consumerist. My poor little sitemeter will probably never recover, but you should’ve seen my face when I saw today’s stats. 😀
ETA: Reading the comments on Consumerist is pure hilarity. For example, someone thinks I’m a “controlling dogmatist” with “moral extremes”:
People who eat healthy take it to such moral extremes nowadays. Criticizing this machine and its food is no less asinine than the Victorians criticizing exposed table legs back in the 1800s. Times change, but there will always be controlling dogmatists inflicting their narrow view of what’s right and wrong on the rest of the world.
Hee! Yeah. My idea of “healthy” is eating a donut with fruit filling instead of chocolate. Next…
I love how there’s no mention where the pic was taken. Shoddy posting, geez.
Oy. That’s cause I didn’t take it! Everyone’s a critic… 😉
Good morning, sweet potatoes!
It’s a busy day around the office, so you’ll have to keep yourselves occupied with the comments sections below. You have your choice of debacles, though: the vending machine pizza atrocity or the far more interesting high-fructose corn syrup debate.
In the meantime, I’ll leave you with this mosaic (so addictive, I tell you!) of my delicious, juicy breakfast:
1. Canteloupe, 2. Sectioned canteloupe, 3. cut canteloupe no red corniers, 4. Canteloupe
Be back this afternoon with a few reviews…