I went to the store and bought some bacon, brought it home to eat…

My heart pounded as I stared at the strange lump in my bacon. For a split second, it felt like every food nightmare had just landed on my cutting board. Was I about to feed myself something dangerous? Had I trusted the wrong label, the wrong brand, the wrong system? The panic was real, visceral, and immediate. And yet, what I discovered next didn’t continue reading …