This story all started yesterday when I went to heat up my lunch in the PSU Social Woker kitchen.  As my food was being zapped in the microwave I was inevitably bored and impatient.  As I was looking around I noticed some kind-hearted-social-working-soul posted a study from John Hopkins University about how eating food heated in plastic tupperware causes breast cancer.  Sure, I have heard this before and was able to dismiss it because HELLO everything causes cancer.  But as I ate my food I couldn't shake the fact that I was so proud of eating healthy boyfriend-made food and was still putting nasty cancer causing chemicals in my body.  AAHHHHH is there no winning?!?!?  In class I tried to pay attention to the light hearted lecture about how your clients killing themselves (or someone else) is not your fault (apparently it's shitty timing), HOWEVER, I could not focus.  If you know me, then you know that I take everything to the extreme.  The idea of me being rational is laughable at best.  So I started feeling breast cancer coming on and I attempted not to panic. By the time I reached home I was highly stressed.  I demanded to Ryan that we had to figure out what food is and is not before it's too late.  I was panicky.  Ryan, my super calm and overall wonderful boyfriend, sat me down and said, "Zoe, if this is going to cause you stress, then we are not doing it."  I dismissed him at the time.  But he is right.  I am supposed to be doing this experiment to improve my health, not add ulcer to my list (long list) of life concerns.  You see, Ryan is the ying to my yang.  Now that you have all thrown up in your mouths you must understand that I am the one that has crazy ideas and Ryan is the one that grounds me and figures out logistics.  When I want to camp at every campsite in Washington and Oregon, he says okay.  When I demand that we need to save the world at 2AM he gives me a hug and says not right now.    This is why I love him.  Why else I love him?  He just called me to say he bought us glass tupperware on his lunch break.  My breasts will be safe.  
Want some more food for thought.......One of our readers just sent me this interesting link:   
http://www.grist.org/article/2010-04-01-what-to-make-of-the-pollan-schlossers-agreement-with-wendys/
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A similar article was put up at the last job I had. I just started carrying my food to school in plastic and dumping it into ceramic bowls to zap.
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That's awesome! I am now wishing I would have done this years ago! Also, does anyone know any good non-plastic water bottles? Are the pretty aluminum one's everyone is carrying around dishwasher safe?
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