You don’t really realize how bad certain aspects in life are
if you've grown up with them. The aspect
I’m referring to is food. Don’t get me
wrong I love food back home, all kinds of it. The fact of the matter is that
our food just can’t even compare to Australian food.
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American bread |
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Australian bread |
Bread, for example. My boyfriend always said
that America’s bread is so sweet. Now
that I've been eating more Australian bread, I can tell the difference. And if you look at the ingredients in an
Australian loaf of bread, you can pronounce all the ingredients and count them
on your two hands. America is a whole
different story.
I’m not perfectly healthy but most of us Americans don’t
even know what all of those extra additives do in the bread. It’s just crazy, but that’s the bread I grew
up on.
Another general thing that’s different is just the lack of
stomach aches I get over here. In
America, you were bound to eat something almost every other day that would
upset your stomach. In Australia, even the
pizza that I've had doesn't bother me.
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The cheapest eggs I could buy in AU... the same as our farm fresh eggs back home. |
You can tell though that all of the food over here just tastes so
fresh. If you buy a prepackaged
sandwich at the servo, the tomatoes are still firm, the lettuce is still
crunchy. I couldn't tell you how many
times I bought a sandwich in the store at home that had wilted, brown lettuce
and soggy bread. I was walking home from a run on the beach this morning and actually stumbled upon a Farmer's Market...on a Thursday morning. Everything looked so good; I just wish I had brought my wallet.
I think when I actually go back to the U.S. I am going to be very disappointed with the food options available. Either that or I'd have to pay twice as much just for some of the better food. Eating while you're out, however, is almost a definite nutritional-letdown.
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