It’s a question that paralyzes me every time. That summons the angel to one shoulder and the devil to the other.
“Would you like chips, bread or an apple with that?”
I try to behave when I eat at Panera Bread, and choose that apple to accompany my meal instead of more bread (delicious!) or potato chips (decadent!). But, instead of keeping the doctor away, I just collect a lot of tiny apples that I never eat.
Then last week I came home with a bag of apples someone brought my family from a nearby orchard. So I stared at those, alongside my Panera stash, perplexed. What do you do with such abundance?
I could have made a tart or a pie, but I was trying to eat decently healthy. Continue reading →