Spinach Dreams
I get food cravings a lot. I’m not talking about the bad ones that hit you in the middle of the night, though I get those from time to time. I am talking about good food, specific flavors. For the past several days I have craved to my core spinach. I looked in the freezer and there were two containers of nice, green leaves I’d put away months ago I thought for sure were spinach, so I cooked one of the packets with dinner last night. As the leaves cooked and refused to lose their tough quality, I realized they were actually collard greens. How had I forgotten that? That was fine, though. I love almost any green: mustard, collard, spinach, etc. Nonetheless, I was specifically craving spinach.
So today I made a special trip to the market to pick up spinach. Much like someone who is compelled to stop at the store for sweets or soda, I was on a mission. I passed the sweets and the soda, because all I wanted was spinach. Actually, they had some nice chicken breast on sale, so I got that as well, but it is a great companion for tonight’s spinach, so all is well.
I feel like a vegetable junkie ready to have my fix.
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