am i what i eat?

just returned from a nighttime journey to smiths.  its the tundra outside, but we still decided to walk which turned out to be not too bad.  the point of this post though is about the conversation we had about how outrageously large the gala apples were.  if they were genetically engineered to be that large, does that make me genetically engineered for eating them?  for all of you negative critics about genetic engineering, do you hate willy wonka for making candy that tastes like three course meals or turns imprudent children into blueberrys?  i can already tell im going to be addicted to this blogging thing.