I love carrots. I love eating them cooked. I love eating them raw. I am a fan. I buy the big bags of carrots and add them to lots of things. Luckily B likes them too.
For the past couple years i’ve participated in a food co-op called bountiful baskets pretty consistently. I love it because for $15 plus tax my fridge is stocked with fruits and veggies for a really great price. It is about half the price of going to the supermarket and I love the variety and adventure of trying new things. This week we got colored carrots which was exciting because they are usually a bit pricy at the store so we loved sampling them and seeing the different flavors. The purple one tasted similar to a beet, the yellow was more sweet than just typical orange. Moral of the story, colored carrots are cool. I’m going to grow them in the garden this summer.
We made a teriyaki stir fry and use the pretty carrots in them. This is B’s cooking face. That is what he said when I took the pic. Note, our beautiful yellow 70′s kitchen.
*B made fun of this post as I’m writing it. He turned to me and said “you should write a post about how you love carrots”. He thinks he is so funny. He then gave me 10 kisses. I like that guy. And he is actually really funny.