I am so tired. I should go to bed, but sleeping always seems like a waste of time. What can I say? I’m an idiot. If you don’t believe me, see the post about mangos.
Anyway, I’m soooo tired. I had lapsed on getting my weekly Los Poblanos boxes, but I renewed and I should get the first one in a while tomorrow. I purged the fridge of the various tragedies therein in anticipation of the happy event. It took multiple garbage bags. There were so many things in there that I had been too lazy to take advantage of. Red chard. I love red chard. It’s so good mixed in with other veggies and used as part of a casserole, or stew. Cauliflower. Delicious steamed with a little salt and fresh cracked pepper. Celery. Zucchini. They had all gone to a better (or worser, depending one never knows the true character of vegetables) place.
If you ever wonder if there is a difference between organic and not so organic vegetables, let them sit a little too long. The organic veggies get fuzzy, or slimey, or squishy. The not so organic ones mummify. Granted the fuzz is gross, but the whole mummified veggie thing kind of creeps me out. How can it be edible, if it can’t be broken down by bacteria and is immune to fungi?
The cooler is waiting, the shelves on the fridge are empty. All sits in anticipation (or, regarding the mangos, trepidation) awaiting the influx of good, delicious, healthy, perishable foodstuffs.
