My daughter came home yesterday after graduating from college. She has immediately taken over my life and declared that we are undertaking the BuzzFeed Clean Eating Challenge. Two weeks of “clean eating. Whatever that means. Really, as much as I like food, I’m not at all certain what this means.
But it’s about food, and it has nothing to do with exercise. The blurb promises that I’m going to feel like a million dollars, or whatever the BuzzFeed equivalent of that is. I’m certainly up for that. In general, I’m really cool with anything food related. And it’s my daughter. So I said yes.
And then we went shopping.
Holy. Christ. On. The. Cross.
Here it is, beautifully arranged by Sophia on my otherwise rather untidy dining room table.
It does look good, though. We spent the rest of the afternoon cutting up various fruits and kale for smoothie packs. I’m not used to all this goodness. There is no pasta, no bread. No candy.
I don’t know about this.