The food police are on the prowl again. And this time the target is salt. New York City's Health Commissioner has begun a campaign to get us to eat less salt.
He says his real target is processed foods, but, you and I both know it will only be a matter of time before salt begins to disappear from restaurant tables and grocery shelves.
There will be a salt prohibition and we'll have to go to speakeasies where salt is provided on the sly. There will be bootleg salt and the mafia will make a killing.
Maybe we'll be a little healthier but we sure won't be happy. In an age when nothing is good for us food is our refuge. It's our solace. It's our safe sex.
Case in point, the most popular story last week in the New York Times was about bacon. It included a recipe for a two-pound gutbuster called the bacon explosion. We like what we like.
And you won't take the salt from my house until you pry that last strip of bacon from my cold dead hand.
By Harry Smith