My grandmother lives in San Diego, and she'll occasionally send me a few packs of my favorite local brand of homemade flower tortillas. They're amazing tortillas, so I indulge in them occasionally, usually filled with some grass-fed barbacoa beef or something similarly primal, and just call it part of my twenty percent. I think I'm going to stop eating them, though, because the most recent batch I received had displayed proudly on the lable: "Now made with 100 percent vegetable oil instead of lard for a less fatty tortilla."
I think I wept a little. And of course, they don't taste nearly as good now, either.