Once upon a time, not so long ago, I sipped my Starbucks soy latte while nibbling on a blueberry muffin, waiting for my kids to finish their guitar lessons. On shopping excursions, I picked up a fast-food salad without worrying about the croutons or the shredded cheese or the dressing with soy oil. During football games, I ate deep-fried chicken wings not once considering what else had been fried in the fryer. At movies, I shared buttered popcorn with my husband. I even munched on prepackaged cookies–without reading the label!