What do you think of when you hear the word enrich?  Does it conjure up images of a living thing, mangled and dissected until nothing of value remains?  Do you picture a skeletal carcass, picked clean by vultures and bleached in the desert sun until it is devoid of not only life, but color as well?  If somehow it fell upon you to enrich the poor dead thing, what would you do?  Dress it up in fancy clothes? A nice hat? Would it make any difference?  

Do you know why the food industry is so good as to enrich wheat flour, after they've milled it, discarded the nutritious parts, and bleached any remaining life out of it?  And why they then throw worthless synthetic vitamins into the coffin?  Guilt offerings perhaps.  But more likely its because they have to for their bleached flour to be considered, get this, FOOD.

I'll cut right to my point.  A kernel of wheat, or a wheat berry, is a living thing, a seed.  It consists of three separate parts: the bran, the germ and the inner core, the endosperm.  A kernel of wheat contains over 30 different nutrients, dispersed throughout the component parts, and is the primary food source for most of the world.  In the US, instead of acting as our nutritional savior, as the good Lord intended, most wheat isn't even food.

But I don't buy bleached flour! I buy stone ground whole wheat products!  Sorry to tell you but by the time wheat products hit the store shelves, even if the kernels were not subjected to the atrocities committed on their less fortunate counterparts, it's still not particularly nutritious, possessing only 10% of all vitamins, minerals and trace elements found in a wheat berry.  This is because as soon as wheat is ground it begins to oxidize. Within 48 hours, most nutrients have dissipated into the atmosphere, and spoilage sets in soon after. Freshly-milled, highly-nutritious whole wheat flour has almost NO shelf life.  Which is why the food industry spends so much time and money on our enrichment.

My poor kids have suffered for years under my ruthless hatred of American flour. They are the physically fit, calm and well-behaved little souls who forlornly peel their Clementines while cruel classmates taunt them with flour-y treats. They are the oddballs, the misfits, the outcasts. At least they used to be.

Now I buy hard red wheat kernels for $.67/lb. I grind the flour in my handy Nutri-mill (For purposes of full disclosure, this runs about $250.  I've had mine for 10 years, no trouble).  Within minutes, I use the freshly-ground flour to make cinnamon rolls, muffins, cookies, pizza dough, waffles and other delicacies.  My kids are popular again and, almost more importantly, stuffed full of 30 vital nutrients.  They have good physical health and energy, good mental health, stable moods. It's a happy place, this home.

If you do one thing this year to improve your life, grind your own flour and learn to bake a few things.  And never ever ever believe that the US food suppliers, or the US government, cares one iota about your health and well-being.