Lately, I’ve been in the throws of a food memory obsession: a trip to Los Angeles with my parents & two besties (as teens in the 80’s) – which found the three of us free ranging on the Sunset Strip – sans parents, though near our hotel & exploring on foot – when we stumbled upon The Source Restaurant.
I’d never heard of The Source & knew nothing about its wild & iconic history, but I knew what I felt & what I felt was excitement.
I ordered a sandwich with alfalfa sprouts (how exotic), avocado & veggies – all placed in between a type of bread that my midwestern, sliced white bread self had yet to encounter.
I think the sandwich had cheese, too. At that time, I had no idea about the catastrophe that is the life of a dairy cow & her babies. At that time, I didn’t really give them much consideration, if any at all – I simply believed what I’d been told, or more accurately, I accepted as truth all that went mostly unsaid, in a culture that didn’t openly discuss the sources of our food system.
Today, as I put together my lunch, I’m thinking about The Source & the meal that gave me some kind of deep feeling about questioning what I thought to be true.
Which is all a very long way of saying 😂, today, I’m feeling exceptionally grateful for the food on my plate, for the information available about animals used for food & for our ability to create meaningful change by getting active & leaving animals & animal ‘products’ off of our plates.
La Tortilla Factory makes the best store bought tortillas I’ve ever had and, topped with avocado, sprouts, tomato & lettuce, I’m transported (albeit briefly), to the Sunset Strip, circa 1982.
#reviewedSeptember2024
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35 commentaires
fresh warm tortillas . . . 🤤🤤🤤
Wow I Loved reading your story and the imagary it conjures up . What a magic moment .💖
My awakening to tacos & carrot juice was in L A .!💚
Yr plating is way too good. Are u a food photographer by any chance?
