Hi, my name is Linda and I am a compulsive shopper at membership big box stores.
Right now I am composting several avocados, half a ginormous bag of baby carrots and some celery in my refrigerator - along with some shriveled up oranges and some garlic that is growing roots. I bought it all in bulk because it was SUCH A DEAL!
And I must confess to using my refrigerator way too often for accidentally composting produce that was so pretty and sold at great prices at the store where I am a member.
Here's why: A mango a day – doesn’t quite work the same healthy magic that an apple a day does.
I have found that if you put the fresh fruit in the freezer it will slowly become freeze-dried. Very slowly. So slowly that it sucks all the flavor out of the fruit and just leaves the fiber behind. (OK so I didn’t re-wrap the frozen fruit every time I took a serving out of the bag. Sue me.)
I know the problem is mine. But shouldn’t they ban single people from shopping at these places?
However if they did, then I would just head over to my favorite farmer’s market in DeKalb County, Georgia, where I would buy smaller amounts of produce. But the variety and uniqueness of the produce would do me in there as well. I love, love, love everything I see – it just looks delicious.
I buy stuff I have no idea how to cook or serve. Like the pretty star fruit. Or the strange greens. Or the root vegetables. I did actually make soup with a few of the dozens of parsnips I have brought home and it was delicious.
And do you know what a nice, green bunch of cilantro looks like in a few weeks in my refrigerator? It looks like a plastic bag of green slime that I have to carefully remove like toxic waste before it contaminates any else that has survived neglect.
But much of the produce gets lost in my refrigerator and oh the waste burns my middle-class, penny-pinching soul.
So that is my excuse for buying the pre-fabbed, one-serving-sized, meals in a box that stay fresh for thousands of weeks before being popped into a microwave.
And I know I am not alone because there is a line every day at the office of people waiting to put their food-sicles into the nuker.
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