For dinner, I had kale, quinoa, tuna, apple, red pepper, and green onion, tossed with lemon and olive oil.
And some chocolate. And scotch with ginger-water.
Man, this new-old job is just not doing it for me. My boss has reviewed a letter I wrote for his signature and given it back to me twice to revise. "Revise" in the sense of "change happy to glad". This is a file I emailed to him. He brings me a hard copy with scribbles on it and I revise one sentence with no substantive change in the meaning and email it back to him. Twice.
I have been a professional in this field since 1994. I have a JD. I can write a fucking letter. WTF is this shit.
Any definition of "vegetable" that's anything other than "food that grows as a plant" will, by necessity, be at least somewhat arbitrary.
And then one can argue about mushrooms.
A whole lot of those old canned fake meat products were eventually bought by Worthington/Loma Linda, who still make a bunch of them. I have no idea who buys them
My uncle LOVES the Fri-Chik.
And then one can argue about mushrooms.
I'm with erin_obscure on the evil. If only because mushrooms + me = anaphylaxis.
Teppy, I have a FB friend who will correct anyone and everyone to understand that corn isn't a vegetable, it's grain. @@@@@@
Consuela, that is ridiculous.
Edited because stupid autocorrect changed Teppy to Reply.
I will point out that classifying foods as starches/carbs, proteins, fats, fruits and veggies is kind of essential to diabetes management. Because while protein and carbs and fat are what foods contain, it is also the case that most foods are primarily a source of one thing or another. For example, fruit is primarily a source of carbs. Not starchy veggies have a high ratio of vitamins and minerals and fiber to calorie containing nutrients. Diabetes management avoids being completely unscientific by referring to exchanges. So corn on the cob is not a "starch" but a "starch exchange", part of a classification system. A lot of other diets borrow from diabetic exchanges but with changed terminology, and often a very problematic relationship to food.
I have no idea the actual truth of the matter, but when I was a kid and obsessed with potatoes, I had a whole sctick about how they have all the nutrients you
really
need.
Oh Consuela -- these are the bosses that give me a rage attack. Sorry about that.
I want rhubarb. Growing up my mother had three awesome rhubarb plants in the back yard, and it appeared often in pie form on the dinner table. YUM.
All of erin and shrift's mushrooms can come to me. And I don't care what kingdom they belong to.
