Craving Confession

As many of you know, we grow or buy local all our fruits and vegetables (and then preserve them one way or another to eat throughout the year). Here comes the confession.

I have been buying oranges and orange juice made who-knows-where for the past month or so. There I said it. I got it off my chest. My excuse? I'm pregnant and I crave citrus like you would not believe.

Every morning, I drink at least two glasses of orange juice. Every night, after the kids are in bed, I eat an orange. Why can't I crave canned peaches or frozen blueberries or red raspberries? We have plenty of those. Nope. I crave a fruit that grows either across the country or in another country. My goodness. Locavores forgive me. I would never do this in an un-pregnant state.

Oh, and I hope this baby doesn't come out with some strange orange pigment disorder. Pin It