When I was diagnosed with ulcerative colitis at 13, food stopped being something I could ignore.
I started reading labels earlier than most people ever do. I learned to separate food that actually nourishes you from food that just fills you up. And I noticed something that still bothers me: almost nothing in a normal pantry was built to do both.
Pasta sauce was the worst offender. Seed oils, added sugar, about 2g of protein per serving. It was the base of half the dinners in America, and it did nothing for anyone.