Sometimes I forget about the joys of pure, unadulterated, simple carbs. No talk of protein, fiber, the glycemic index, or–even worse–gluten, just starchy goodness. I love wholesome, hearty brown grains as much as humanly possible (pretty sure), but there’s no substitute. You know what I’m talking about–apples are good, oranges are good, but they’re not the same. Let’s stop pretending.
Also, it’s spring. It’s time to reawaken those taste buds with bright, delicate flavors like lemon, and peas, and what’s that–fresh mint?
