I know some other fun, well, gross wheat facts for you all. I am from Lewiston, Idaho, which is wheat country. Well, the surrounding areas are wheat country. When I was a kid we used to go play on the piles of wheat, because it sits in big ass piles outside on the ground, in dirt and gravel, for MONTHS. We did this every summer. When my brother got old
enough to work he went to work on a
local wheat farm. His first job was cleaning the grain silos out. Ever seen a rat as big as a domesticated cat? The bottoms of grain silos are LOADED with rats, live, dead, rotted, you name it. And we wonder why they can't stop flooding commercial food with chemicals, they have to or they can't clean off all the nasties it aquired in the horrible processes used to bring it from farm to your table. Commercial food isn't food.