The falling temperatures of autumn, well, in a lot of places at least, are bringing people indoors and into the kitchens. Many like to share their favorite recipes during this time. Since I only have a microwave and one working burner on a stove top that is supposed to have two, I really have nothing to share that qualifies as a recipe. Digging through my notebooks would just make me hungry for what I don’t have.
So, since we are in the middle of the harvest season I like to talk veggies. No, I am not growing any, but I love eating them. When I don’t have them, I crave veggies. It’s rare that I get fresh ones, so when I do, I really enjoy them.
Yesterday I was able to make a trip to the store thanks to a kind soul and stocked up. Well, as much as you can stock up since you can only keep them so long. I wonder if that is another reason people do not like them? Oh perish the thought we would have to go buy perishables once a week over processed foods!
I prefer mine raw over cooked, steamed, or roasted even. Now, my salads are nothing like what you get in restaurants. For one, I actually cut my vegetables up. Secondly, three slivers of carrots and one lonely ring of peppers on a bed of limp lettuce does not constitute a salad in my kitchen. No way.
It’s all about the colors. I try to incorporate every color nature gave us: Dark green spinach, red tomatoes, burgundy radishes, purple onions, green cucumbers, orange or yellow peppers. Why not green peppers? I love them too, but again – it’s about getting nutrients from all the colors, that’s how you know you are getting a variety of nutrients.
Put those colors next to fast food and you’ll see. There is nothing like the vibrant contrast of dicing yellow peppers next to red tomatoes, putting them on a dark green foundation of baby spinach. And that is just starting out. Yesterday I was daring and held it all together with guacamole, sprinkled with dill. Otherwise, I use vinegar/oil dressing. I love ranch, but it contains so many calories you might as well just go straight for the Big Mac.
I really do not understand why people do not like raw veggies, there are so many to choose from that all taste different. Maybe it’s because I’ve had to go without that I appreciate them so much? Or, perhaps growing them when I was a child made me like them? Who knows, but the latter might be a good remedy for kids who won’t eat.