Finger Lickin Good

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One of the great ironies of my life is that I’m a girl who was raised on a commune in Northern California, forced to eat Soysage and Tofurky for most of my childhood. And today I work for many of the once forbidden fast-food giants, promoting food once only in my dreams – now literally at my fingertips.

Anything mass-manufactured or considered “commercial” was prohibited on the commune. We ate salads of miner’s lettuce, grown wild in the back field. When we weren’t roaming naked, we wore embarrassing eclectic 12th century hand me downs…Our Christmas ornaments were made from popcorn and pinecones, and my wizard costume on Halloween flaunted a rainbow colored sheet-cape and makeshift wand of beeswax crayons.

Essentially, if it wasn’t homemade and organic, it wasn’t allowed. For years we ate raw fruits and vegetables. We couldn’t eat meat, dairy, fish, eggs, sugar, nuts, wheat, rice, corn…. You name it, we couldn’t eat it.

I longed for a standard “straight” life where I could eat dead processed food, VOID of live enzymes. I spent hours at the library after school, with my heart racing, salivating over cookbooks. Bon Appetit was like porn to me. I vowed repeatedly that someday these tasty ‘toxic’ foods would be MINE (as soon as I became a capitalist pig with a polluting-vehicle of my own).

A large part of my childhood was spent rebelliously countering the counter-culture. When people on the commune were fasting, I hid in my room, swallowing Skittles I had secretly smuggled from society; when the doobie was passed around the circle, I passed (well, most of the time); midst a colony of Tai Chi slippers, I was the first to wear pumps…

Normal things of youth like Happy Meals and the Happiest Place on Earth were well beyond my reach…until now.

But strangely enough, I now find myself at the craft service table during most jobs, munching on nuts and berries, and other gluten-free crap, much like I did in the back field, back in the day. Surprisingly, now that I make a living shooting commercials and marketing McNuggets to the masses, I don’t gorge myself on junk food and those carbonated chemicals I once craved.

I guess I’ve finally come to appreciate some of the hippie principles I was raised with. Which, once in a while, makes me wonder if I’m simply in the biz of selling things…or selling out?

10 Responses to "Finger Lickin Good"
  1. Lynn Zavaro says:

    NO WAY ARE YOU SELLING OUT! BTW: I think you should write articles for lifestyle/beauty magazines!! These blogs are GREAT!

  2. Adele Uddo says:

    Oooh, I LOVE that idea! Something to strive for – Thank you so much Lynn!!

  3. Monika Casey says:

    Uuuuuummmm…Bon Appetit was like porn to me=AMAZING!!! I too was a candy smuggler. 🙂 Tell it sister!

  4. Anonymous says:

    I LOVE IT! You are not selling out. You are embracing both sides of the coin. And that – is bona fide bad as*! Don't put the pen down.


  5. Mark Uddo says:

    No sell out at all! Your papa would be proud. Hope your next commercial is for Hummer, Crisco, Las Vegas, Congress, and the "clean" coal industry! Love, Mark

  6. Adele Uddo says:

    Yeah, yeah, YEAH! I hope my next commercial is for Hummer too dammit -Though I've always said I'd never date a man who drove one.

  7. Comedy Karma says:

    No not a Hummer, whatever you do! But everything else, that's fine 😉
    Great blog! I love the questions that arise.
    Keep em coming!!

  8. Adele Uddo says:

    I was joking about the Hummer commercial (but not about the dudes who drive them) 😉

  9. joni allen says:

    Del, this is a classic example of truth being jucier than fiction~i can SO see the waldorf 'tai chi slippers' and fully appreciate embracing where you came from as well as donning stiletto's and taking your Aftra paycheck tongue~in~cheek, and gracefully. i love that you are asking questions about where to draw the line? But as your cosmic cheerleader, i say "YAY, for you goddess!" Growing from girl to woman with you, as i have, i witness your Happiness~Perhaps that is the great barometer?

  10. Adele Uddo says:

    Thank you kind cosmic cheerleader for your wonderful support throughout the many phases and stages!

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