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Some of the green savory things on your plate are technically fruits. It’s not just the tasty avocado either. The cucumber is a seeded edible plant and, therefore, botanically a fruit. I could go on.
Vegetables are not a botanical classification. They may be green or orange [no, the yellow squash has seeds], florets or leaves, or stems.
Enjoy them because they are delicious. Enjoy them because they are ever so nutritious. Enjoy them because they beautify your meal.

Three Perfect Breakfast Sandwiches
A specimen is likely available at a bodega or a coffee cart near you, but if you want to level up, here are three of the best.By Helen Rosner
The New Yorker
October 8, 2023
A recent article in The New Yorker lauded the breakfast sandwich. Helen Rosner expounded on the joys of a perfect balance between all its components. While fascinated by her well-expressed argument, I scoffed at the idea.
A sandwich is something plus something between two pieces of bread. Breakfast is a plate of sunny eggs plus some toast with home fries.
Full disclosure requires I honestly tell you I enjoy the Starbucks 🌟 breakfast treat of an Impossible sausage many a morning. I appreciate its goodness, as I reported in the original post, but thought it was just a fast food concept.
Enter an egg on a pita from Claire’s. Ta da! Its secret sauce is tahini poured over the scrambled egg plus pickles. All of this is set deep in the pita pocket, the eggs scrambled soft against the crunch of pickle. Talk about balance. BTW, I exhort you to drink a cup of Claire’s Kimbo coffee with that, too.
As long as I am expounding and fully fessing, I should tell you that I take sunny-side up very seriously. They are eggs, and any variety is less so.
Scrambled eggs lose the yolky quality that runs over the toast and fries. Keeping an open mind is hard, but heck, the scramble in that pita is good.

A recent article in The New Yorker lauded the breakfast sandwich. Helen Rosner expounded on the joys of a perfect balance between all its components. While fascinated by her well-expressed argument, I scoffed at the idea. A sandwich is something plus something between two pieces of bread. Breakfast is a plate of sunny eggs plus some toast.
Full disclosure requires I honestly tell you I enjoy the Starbucks 🌟 breakfast treat of an Impossible sausage many a morning. It’s a combo of egg plus cheese with the plant-based meat on a toasty lovely roll.
I appreciated its goodness, but thought it was just a fast food concept.
Enter an egg on a pita from Claire’s. Ta da! Its secret sauce is tahini poured over the scrambled egg plus pickles. All of this is set deep in the pita pocket, the eggs scrambled soft against the crunch of pickle. Talk about balance.
What are your favorite types of foods?
I love the crunch. Of course, it can be challenging, I admit.
The sour sweet bite of a green granny Smith is a case in point.
Sometimes, it’s hard to get past the solid surface of the fruit, and then you get the flavor of the juice underneath muddling your senses. Ou la la.

An ode to the garden tomato as opposed to the farm-raised one is in order.
It’s a seasonal thing, of course. Like the peaches [and their cousins, the nectarines], the garden tomatoes are a summer fruit.
Well, it’s summer now!

I want to propose veggie-forward menus as the wave of my future.
Greens are a part of it, but there’s cauliflower white and big yellow peppers, not to mention gorgeous red ones and tomatoes too.
I love that vegetables are so darn colorful, don’t you?
What’s your go-to comfort food?
It’s a reassuring sound even if it does sound like a backfire.
The physics and chemistry that goes into popping a bowl in your microwave releases a great aroma.
Pop open a prepackaged bag, and you let out that same great smell.
What foods would you like to make?

Dessert often comes ahead of the appetizer course, as in the adage to which I subscribe:
Life’s uncertain eat dessert first.
It’s advice by which to live and over which to chuckle.