First, if you haven't heard about it, scientists have successfully engineered meat by culturing tissue cells, in vitro. Really. You can read about it in an article at The Slate, which I first found out about here. The implications are amazing--the possibility of eating meat without killing anything to get it. The idea that beneficial cells could be added in the process, like putting Omega fatty acids into lean meats. Heck, if they can do that, then my dream of hunks of chocolate with the health benefits of cruciferous green vegetables can't be far off, right? RIGHT?
And knowing Alex and me as you do, I'm sure you can imagine the highly intellectual and philosophical debate these articles spurred between us. During the part of the discussion I'll call the "But would you eat it?" segment, I made the very unscientific remark, "Well, lots of kids are born through in vitro technology, and you sure can't tell them apart from any other people." (And yes, I understand that THAT process and the culturing of tissue from tissue cells is not the same thing. No boring biology lectures, you eggheads.)
To which my husband immediately replied (really, it's the instantaneousness of these responses that disturb me), "Yeah, but they don't ever taste the same." You see my mistake there? See, I thought I had already made the joke (comparing artificially-made hamburger to people--HA!), but it turns out, I was, once again, just setting him up for the real punch-line. This is my life.
And to illustrate both why I love Arkansas and how beautiful my nephew is, a couple of pictures, taken on Greers Ferry Lake this past weekend. Seriously--the lake and the boy--they are beautiful, no? I love this boy. He is my Heavenly Consolation Prize for not having a second child of my own, perhaps. And he'll do nicely. He just turned 9. Ahhh...good times. (click to enlarge)