This is the fist of a new series I’m going to appropriately name You’re $#!*ing Me?!
Basically, I will attempt to shatter your perfect world with little gems of BS and other remarkable food facts from the world. (A side note: I disapproved of the word “remarkable” and use it here only to illustrate how not to use it. For some reason, people generally use it to describe something pretty amazing that happened to them. To me, the fact that most people wear socks is remarkable. Buses are remarkable. Simply worthy of remark. That’s it. I’m going to blow your mind with these posts, which is better than remarkable.)
Our first You’re $#!*ing Me?! moment is brought to us by Baby Carrots. You know, the baby carrots that many people think are actually baby carrots and not just shaved down versions of big carrots?
Those little cute carrots you buy in little cute bags for 3x the price of regular carrots actually start out for the most part as big, crooked, deformed carrots. Those heinous excuses for vegetables are thrown into a big machine designed to chew them up and spit out as perfect little bite-sized morsels of veg. Since your kids won’t eat crooked, deformed carrots and you don’t feel like cutting a carrot into four sticks, “baby” carrots account for the majority of (overpriced) sales.
Sorry to cut this short, but I’m going to grab my iPod mini and head down to the market for some “big” carrots. Now where’d I park my Mini Coop?
You’re $#!*ing Me?!, right??
