Brown Rice

Aug 1, 2007

photo credit: Wikimedia Commons\Fir002

My friend Adrian has created a Nutricia Consulting comedy routine.  I feel so honored.

Setting:  Nutricia Headquarters.  The phone rings.  <<ring ring>>

Me (answering phone):  Hello, TriciaNutricia.

Caller:  << …. >>

Me:  Brown rice.

< I hang up the phone>

<<ring ring>>

Me:  Hello, TriciaNutricia.

Caller:  << …………………….. >>

Me:  ….  Brown rice.

< I hang up the phone>

<<ring ring>>

Me:  Hello, TriciaNutricia.

Caller:  <<……………………….………………….>>

Me:  Really?

Caller:  <<……………………….……>>

Me:  Hmmm…  Yes.  Brown rice.

< I hang up the phone>

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This could go on and on.  (Please imagine caller’s voice as the mwah-mwah-mwha-mwah teacher from Peanuts, I think it adds a certain something.)

So, here’s the thing:  it’s true, I have developed a bit of a brown rice obsession.  It is not really limited to brown rice — any whole grain will do.  (So no offense to those of you allergic to rice.)

How would the world be different if we all ate whole grains instead of refined carbs??

We would actually be FED.  We would be nourished by our food.  We would get fiber, and B vitamins, and long-lasting sustained energy.  We would be less prone to adult-onset diabetes:  granted, sugar is a different issue — but refined carbs make the problem worse.  We’d have a foundation for a meal that actually sustained us.  We’d have some real nutrition.  What if urban shady-marts offered brown rice instead of Wonderbread?  What if there were brown rice in school lunches instead of white-flour-crusted pizza?  What if people were FED?

I gravitate to brown rice because, along with vegetables, it’s one of the foods I’m passionate about that’s actually available in conventional grocery stores.  I’d like to live in a world where I didn’t  have to drive out of my way to obtain quinoa or amaranth or barley or millet.  I’d like to have a practice where my clients didn’t sigh and say, “Do I have to go to the Whole Foods to get this?”  But for now, I do have to frequent the “health food stores” to survive.  (And, it’s true, I like them.)

Brown rice.  It’s there on the shelves.  It could save the world.