What the Hell can I Eat?

I’m not exactly sure how this all started but I believe it went something like this:

Baby #1 comes:
I throw out the plastic containers, breast feed for a year, switch to glass or Bisphenol A-free bottles, use brown bag-ugly utilitarian “eco” diapers and buy only organic baby food and PVC-free toys.

Baby #2 arrives:
Suddenly, amid a torrent of frightening lead-tainted toy recalls, studies finding rocket fuel in breast milk, dioxin contaminated mozzarella, and tales of virus-plagued farmed salmon from Chile, I launch an Erin Brockovich-ian quest for truly pure, untainted foods and in the process go just a little bit mad.

Previous to “mommyfication” I always ate “healthy” and thought I knew a thing or two about food. But the extent of my interest in where it actually came from was of the, “Is this prosciutto domestic or Italian?” type, so this is also a bit of a fish out of water tale.
As both a writer and researcher, I’ve done a lot of digging over the past few years and have made a ton of changes.
Now, having exhausted the ears of those nearest and dearest I figured it was time to quit yapping and start typing.