Another day, another trip into our palm oil-invaded workplace kitchen. This time the insidious creep of palm oil snuck-in in the form of a bagged Trojan horse called “Nutty Rice Bites”, from a company called something like 180 Degrees (I can’t make the superscript “O” easily in this text), located in Anaheim, CA, home of Disneyland, and near the neat, tidy middle-class inland Orange County bedroom community where I lived my first ten years. (I used to say, “I grew up in the shadow of the Matterhorn.”)
Well this tale is all too familiar: they use palm oil, their ingredients panel shows. So I wrote to them. then I wrote to them again. Then again. And Again. Finally I called today and had to leave a voicemail. Four separate emails (one sent through their customer inquiry page on their website) and a personal call to their HQ, and STILL NOTHING. Note: the phone number on the back of their bag contains a typo — too many digits, maybe that tells you a little something about their quality control.
Not a good sign. Either this is a mom-and-pop shop with nobody available from their over-taxed, undera-manned assembly line factory to answer customer inquiries — or their silence on palm oil sourcing is loud and telling. Personally, I hope the former.
For now, I boycott. And I will ask my employer — and their vendor — to cease stocking our kitchen with this product. I’ll post their response if and when I get it (but I will not hold my breath)….