Something about summertime puts me in the mood to eat healthy. Maybe it’s all the colorful fruits and veggies in season or the fact that it is 115 degrees out and anything not frozen — or at least fresh — sounds totally unappealing. Even more likely would be that I’m frequently donning a swimsuit, but whatever the reason I can’t resist stopping by the local farmer’s market and filling a basket full.
This evening I got apricots, peaches, plums, blueberries (my favorite), bananas, a cantaloupe (that smelled so good I nearly broke it open deserted-island style and ate it right in the aisle), tomatoes, limes, eggplant, zucchini, squash, and some homemade granola.
I felt so pleased as I unpacked my grocery bag without a single pre-packaged or processed item — thinking of how well my family was going to eat this week and proud of the stellar eating habits I’m instilling in my children. Now I just have to remember to use everything I got rather than let it spoil in the fridge. (The guilt of tossing a bunch of wasted food later would certainly undermine my super-mom high.)