Last year a friend of my husbands commented that he belongs to a garden share. I have been wanting to join one for years, but I was under the impression that they are usually hard to get into. I am pleased to say that my assumption was wrong, and I joined one, and got my first batch of veggies this week.
I have not had food that tasted so real since I ate the food off my grandmother's farm. The tangerines are sweeter, the carrots much more vibrant, and lettuce so much more... well, lettucier. Also, I got vegetables that I never would have picked out (partially because I have no idea what it actually is,) but all of it tastes so good. I have never picked out radishes. I don't think I have had one since Mom forced me to eat one when I was a little kid, but now I love them. I embrace the radishes, fennel, green onions, and variety of other things I am now using in salads because it would be a real shame to cook them.
The baby-weight is still not gone, and she is 6 months old. I went jogging the other day, and I realized that, wow, I really am getting nearer and nearer to 30, and that this does make a difference. I know that eating a huge salad is not the only thing I need to be doing, but this has been the easiest New Year's resolution I have ever made.
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