Hollywood Farmer’s Market // ANTI-GMO RANT

by christypaul2013

Yesterday, Paul and I went to the Hollywood Farmer’s Market. We’d been once before, when we lived in Hollywood, but found the place teeming with nerve-grating, hipster douchebags and never returned… until now.


Super baby eye-contact.


While I am a general believer in the “we should eat like we evolved to eat” philosophies, the elitist, anti-GMO sentiments that seemingly defines these groups is sickening.

Is trans fat and an over-abundance of sugar slowly killing America? Probably.

Is the solution to spout anti-science bullsh*t about gmo corn’s affect on human health? Absolutely not.

If you want to eat all-organic, all the time, congratulations, the capitalist sectors of the market will happily oblige.

If you want to pretend you can taste the difference between organic and non-organic, gmo corn, be my guest.

However, if your goal is to truly help those poor Americans you look down your noses at, while simultaneously claiming to take up the cause of, all of your rambling about the “horrors” of gmo fruits and vegetables does nothing but imply that working-class families can’t afford to be healthy, which is bull… Not only that, but it makes the task of learning about food in general all the more daunting and potentially, “just not worth the hassle.”

It’s not rocket science. Really. So, please stop pretending that you’re a rocket scientist (or any other type of scientist, for that matter) and that making an all-gmo stew isn’t a hundred times better than living on Hamburger Helper, Coke and cereal – organic or not.

It is important to thoroughly question the official “scientific word” on food, but rationality should never exit the picture. Just because something sounds scary doesn’t mean it’s bad for you, and just because something sounds good on paper doesn’t mean it’s worth the paper it’s printed on. (^These statements included^)

RANT END, and we release the hard feelings…  Woooh…

Although the atmosphere at the Farmer’s Market was pretty much the same – hectic and annoying – this time, I was here with a purpose: find the Lindner Bison stand.


It was freezing, by California standards.

The guy at the Lindner stand was wearing a football sweater. Good sign. 😉 He was friendly and helpful, and we walked away with about $45 worth of bison kidney (leaf) fat and chuck roast.

At $8/lb for the leaf lard and $10.25/lb for the chuck, this was definitely the most expensive meat purchase of my life, but I haven’t regretted any new cooking experiences, yet.

We also tried to find a farmer who might sell grass-fed beef tallow, but the people who sold grass-fed beef were… less friendly. Maybe I just have one of those faces that angers people, but I promise, when I talk to strangers, I can’t help but be polite. I wonder how many people are like this? Maybe grass-fed beef just doesn’t have enough fat to go around, and these people are suspicious of anyone who wants to cut in on their action.