Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Banana Bread and a 4-year-old

I despise waste. In all forms. Trash, food, time, energy. I abhor throwing trash in bins, food reaching any expiration date, spending time in traffic, visiting an acquaintance who can’t pull away from her own selfishness.  Lately, I  just don’t have the space.

Every visit to the grocery store with Vesper is its own little trip, its own magical, colorful, exhausting parade around Studio City market folk. And without fail,  we never leave without bananas in our basket. Or watermelon for that matter. Or popsicles. A coloring book. Shells with cheese. Honeycomb. US Weekly.

Ummm, wait I mean, kale, tofu, beans and Living Vegan. You know me!

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