There are weeks when I think I could subsist entirely on oatmeal, grilled cheese, pizza, and pasta. Despite nightmares of leafy greens coming to attack me just so I’ll take a bite of something with nutrients, I’m not unhappy with this diet. Until I remember: this is no way for a grown-up to live.
Grown-ups eat vegetables. Especially grown-ups like me who actually like vegetables.
Usually, when I’ve had one of those bread-and-cheesy weeks, it’s out of laziness. Vegetables can take a little longer to prepare: washing, drying, cutting. What a slog, I think from my pizza haze. The real nightmare in that case is the head of washed Swiss chard splashing around my kitchen, leaving puddles on my countertop as it begs me to eat it.
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