I wake up every morning to NPR, twice.  I get a ten minute teaser when John wakes up at 6:30.  Then, many mornings from 7:30 to 8:30, I catch up as I lie in bed sort of defying the day (or Carter) to come and get me.

It is amazing the statistical nuggets of totally useless information available from 6:30 to 8:30 on NPR.  Most often, I’m finding, statistics related to the general health of America consistently put me and my family in a much higher percentile than I could have ever hoped for on something like my SAT’s or graduation rank.

I knew I’d be a winner one day.  And let me say, it is exactly as glorious as I always hoped it would be.

The most recent statistic gleaned while in and out of that awesome lucid dreamland of the early morning was that only 10% of Americans eat the recommended five servings of fruits and vegetables per day.

Some days, I feel like I eat and serve nothing but fruit and vegetables.

Especially in the summer.

Today I hit the jackpot on the discount produce rack at my most loathed grocery store.  I had to stop myself from stockpiling fruit that must be eaten within three days.  After attempting to wash and organize some of it, I gave up about the minute I remembered Thursday is my Produce Box delivery day.

This is a sampling of the bounty in our American kitchen right now.  Not pictured is a slew of ripe mangoes, three or four gigantic squash that need to be pulled from my garden, and bag of strawberries the girls and I ate with lunch.

Grapefruit, onions, apples.
Will someone please identify the white bulb in the lower right corner?


More peaches, blueberries, grapes.


The Vitamin C Station



I love summer.

Let There Be Fiber
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