If you recall from my menu plan this week, we were pretty low on our supply of fruits and vegetables. Yesterday, Malachi and I had appointments in Lincoln. Therefore, we made our way to two fun stores that we don’t get to go to very often:  Natural Grocers and Traders Joes.

Fact:  I am so in love with food, it’s not even funny. (Don’t worry, Matt. I still love you most.)  Grocery shopping makes me very happy. Spreading my purchases out and gazing at all the food once I get home offers me long moments of joy. (Don’t worry, kids. I do truly love your handsome faces more than I love staring at zucchini.)

I mean, we all knew this about me already, right? But really. Who else gets so excited when putting food into a grocery cart? How many people are energized just by looking at a package of mushrooms and a big bag of broccoli? What 39 year old lady jumps up and down in the produce department when she finds a four-pound carton of strawberries (while sending her 8 year old back to the other shelf to put away the measly 2-pound carton)? Why get 2 pounds when you can get 4 pounds!!?! After all, at my house, they’ll be gone in two days.

Confession:  I didn’t really jump up and down…very high. Although I may have shrieked a little bit (and startled a baby in a cart by the kiwi).

Here’s what I was able to get:

Clementines (5 pounds), strawberries (4 pounds), pears (4 pounds), gold potatoes (4 pounds), sweet potatoes (6 pounds), cherry tomatoes (1 pound), kiwi (2 pounds), sweet peppers (3-pack), apples (3 pounds), avocados (4-pack), broccoli (three bunches), green leaf lettuce (2 heads), baby carrots (2 pounds), mushrooms (1 pound)…and three small zucchini

I just geeked out and did the math on that. I couldn’t resist. That’s around 35 pounds of fruits and vegetables. You know you were tempted to add it up too. Yeah, and some of you are looking at it right now, double-checking my math. Don’t think I can’t see you.

When I got home, after the boys unloaded the van and grocery bags, and exclaimed loudly over what I had brought home – I decided that “who cares what was originally on the menu plan for tonight – we are soooo having Stir-Fry.”

I cooked up some rice, then filled a cast iron skillet with carrots, broccoli, zucchini, mushrooms, and pineapple – along with olive oil, garlic, and sea salt. I would have thrown in some of the sweet peppers, but I was hoarding them for another meal. :)

Fess up:  Does food make you yawn, or do you love food like I do?  (My heart-felt apologies, once again, for startling the baby in the cart by the kiwi.)