From Jeremy Roebuck, The Philadelphia Inquirer, via The Cornucopia Institute:
PHILADELPHIA — In the predawn fog of an April morning last year, armed federal agents fanned out across darkened Lancaster County, Pa., pastures in search of contraband.
Months of investigation had led to this point. Strong evidence suggested that Rainbow Acres — a small Amish farm just outside Kinzers — served as the hub of a large-scale smuggling operation responsible for shipping hundreds of gallons of illicit product across state lines.
After sweeping past dozing cattle and roosters waiting to crow, the agents finally found what they had come for: dozens of coolers filled with unpasteurized milk. Continue reading
Here’s an excerpt from Augie’s latest post “Descrambling the eggs and it won’t be easy” on his “Journal of Natural Food and Healing” blog:
“I have wanted to comment on the egg situation the day after the half-billion recall. First, I wanted to say that these types of contaminated eggs are commonplace– the reason, in part, 1 in 4 Americans get a case of food-borne illness each year. It is similar to the leafy green problem–where the spinach and such are grown in concentrated human, industrial and hospital wastes–called biosolids out in the California Salad Bowl….” Continue reading
Here’s an excerpt from the story, via “the Cornucopia Institute”:
Recent USDA pasteurization requirements have devastated California raw almond producers market share, as raw food fans look elsewhere for truly raw almonds. Almonds picture via the Cornucopia Institute.
WASHINGTON, DC – A federal appeals court ruled today, overturning a lower court decision, that a group of California almond farmers have the right to challenge a USDA regulation requiring the treatment of their raw almonds with a toxic fumigant or steam heat prior to sale to consumers. For the past three years, the U.S. Department of Agriculture has denied American consumers the right to buy raw almonds, grown in the USA, when they shop in grocery and natural food stores. Continue reading