I was going to write a post about how easy it is to eat in a healthy manner in the summer. The inspiration for the post came from the big bowl of mixed greens, red bell pepper, turkey, carrot and peas that I was about to eat for dinner. It had been really hot when I was shopping last week so I planned on lots of raw food. And every week the summer fruit is more available so I've been eating peaches, plums, strawberries, blueberries, watermelon and cherries all week.
The truth is I think the notion of healthy is badly formed. Sometimes the healthiest thing might be cake. But a big bowl of bright colors seems so healthy.
Another truth is that the big bowls of soup I make when it's cooler are also full of health. Why do raw foods seem healthier? Maybe because they require more chewing. I dunno.
I do eat toward a notion of health but flavor and pleasure matter. It's something I continue to affirm. So why did I have that thought about the superior health attributes of my big bowl of dinner?
For a minute I was going to take a picture of the big bowl. It was pretty spectacular. But all I'd done was chop stuff. It didn't feel special.
It's hard to think clearly about food. Too much background noise.
