A Plateful of Justice

A Plateful of Justice

When my father immigrated to the United States from Mexico in the mid-1980s, his first job was washing dishes at a Furr’s Fresh Buffet restaurant in New Mexico. It paid the state-mandated minimum wage of $2.90 per hour. My father sent a portion of his scant...
A Dubious Honor

A Dubious Honor

Global pork titan Smithfield has ranked second among food production companies on Fortune magazine’s 2013 list of “Most Admired Companies.” Before untangling how terribly strange and ironic this is, I’d like to address just what “most...
Why I’m a Chick with Chicks

Why I’m a Chick with Chicks

In the span of a few years, I’ve gone from weird to trendy. Why? I keep chickens — in San Diego. Here’s one sign of how times have changed. In 2009, the local newspaper’s editorial page excoriated me for trying to change local laws to allow chickens....
Eat Your Weeds

Eat Your Weeds

You might not be a master gardener, but odds are you grow one of the world’s healthiest vegetables in your yard every year. It’s a superfood that packs more calcium, iron, magnesium, and Vitamins C, B6, E, and K than an equal amount (by weight) of spinach....
Drawing the Line on Big Beer

Drawing the Line on Big Beer

Millions of Americans will enjoy a beer tonight. The vast majority of them probably won’t realize that the wide variety of brands they see in the stores, bars, and restaurants come from just two foreign-based multinational companies that control 80 percent of...
True Colors are to Dye For

True Colors are to Dye For

A friend and I once tricked his kids on St. Patrick’s Day. Maybe “tricked” is too strong of a word for what we did: The festive green pasta we served was spinach fettuccine, but we didn’t admit that it contained traces of the vegetable. The...