I’ve been reading a lot of foodie books (Michael Pollan, Barbara Kingsolver) and they both emphasize eating locally and eating in season. I’ve virtuosly passed up on cherries from Chile and thought twice about buying corn on the cob in January (really, what’s the point of that?) But I really experienced what they are talking about, that produce shipped halfway across the world doesn’t taste as good or have as many nutrients.
I needed a few quick things from WalMart, and after I cruised their produce aisle, just for kicks. Their produce is terrible there, and I rarely buy it but I wanted to see what they had and Mr X needed some bananas (when I say needed I do mean NEED. He’s part monkey.) They had pint boxes of fresh blueberries for just $3!
I picked it up to smell them. I almost always smell my fruits and veggies, especially if it’s in a bag or package, to sniff out anything musty or rotten. Plus, the smell of fresh berries is wonderful. Strawberries in May are intoxicatingly sweet, one of teh highlights of shopping in the early summer. Anyway, the blueberries didn’t smell bad. They didn’t smell like anything. Certainly not blueberryish.
Yeah, I passed. If they don’t smell good, what are the chances they’ll taste good? And as I put them back on the shelf I noticed that these, too, were from Chile.
More on this real food health kick. When our food stamps first came in, I went on a stocking up spree. I took a kid with me because I knew this shopping trip would be a two-carter.
I purchased raw, organic agave nectar because I often saw it used by a blogger who was a Nourishing Traditions princess. I hadn’t ordered my copy, though I had read it from the library several months before and followed many “nourishing” blogs. Anyway, into the cart it went!
Turns out it’s not raw nectar and is about the same as high fructose corn syrup. I’ve never opened the bottle, but I can’t return it because *I* didn’t pay for it. So on the shelf it sits while I ponder what to do with it. I’ll probably use it up here and there.
We got Star Trek in from Netflix. I do not understand why, if in the future they have universal translators, Chekov has a thick Russian accent. Wouldn’t he just speak in Russian and have it translated to Standard?
My daughter got some Charlotte’s Web readers from the library. “Based on the new movie” was written on the cover. Um, no. Aren’t they based off the book? The same one the movie was based off? Related: I’m making Mr P read The Trumpet of the Swan for class. He claims it’s stupid and boring and he’s already seen the movie but I’ve caught him reading ahead.
I have an bloggy friend who has been deployed to Afghanistan. She gave me her address – but I am a terrible letter writer. Do any of you write to soldiers that you’ve never met? What do you say? Why do I have stage fright? How do you even mail a letter overseas? I also have a little something I need to send to a friend in the UK, and a card. I have no idea how to mail anything more complicated than the electric bill. Why am I such a postal loser?
I dropped a whole quart of half and half on the floor this morning. It was Promised Land, so it comes in glass jars which shattered. Just wanted to report that my mostest favorite mop ever is still going strong, 3 1/2 years later.
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