As you know, I’ve been really focused on enjoying winter for as long as it lasts. But there is one thing I’ve really been missing: fresh fruits and vegetables. Don’t misunderstand: I love me some nice, heavy, starchy comfort food, fried and covered in gravy. But even I, a lifelong Hoosier, can have too much. Frozen vegetables are okay, but I’ve really been missing fresh asparagus, fresh green beans, fresh tomatoes.
Unbeknownst to me, Chef had some cherry tomatoes in the fridge. One recent night, he surprised me with a bowl of them, halved and drizzled with a thin ranch dressing and sprinkled with dill. Oh, it was like springtime in my mouth. It was marvelous.
And that put me on a mission to get more fruit and veggies onto my tongue.
Not an easy feat in the middle of a February snowstorm when the grocery budget is nearly zero.
But I did go to the store last weekend, and I had enough money to buy myself a bottle of Bolthouse Farms Carrot/Apple/Passionfruit juice.
It’s all natural and organic and blah blah blah. I didn’t care about that stuff. What I cared about was how it would taste.
And over ice, it tasted mighty fine. I drank the whole bottle in one day. It would have been in one sitting, if I hadn’t paced myself.
Also, this is the season for grapefruit, so I bought some of them, too.
Funny, I always think of grapefruit as coming from Florida, but these were from Texas.
I used to dislike grapefruit, but now I like it.
I ate about six of these in two days. That’s six whole grapefruit, not six grapefruit halves.
My mouth was singing.
And I won’t get scurvy before spring comes.