A dieter finding solace in fruit?
Yes, I know.
Almost as rare as a vegan finding satisfaction in hummus.
Or Carrie Bradshaw taking refuge in shoes....
But I do.
And I happen to have a very strong liking for oranges....
Even more shocking, considering all that pulpy fiber goodness, right?
But here's a question for you, why on earth are there so many varieties?
Sending me to shop for oranges at my local grocery store is like sending Techy to shop for a pair of jeans in the Gap.
So many to choose from.
For the sake of my sanity (and yours...) I am only going to comment on my most favorite and my least favorite.
Because, someday I may give you a quiz on how much you know about me, and this is sure to be a question on that quiz.
Not that anyone would ever take that quiz.
Or is even still reading this.
But in my mind, you would ALL be reading this and passing my "Quiz about Me" in flying colors.
WITHOUT having to "cheat" by looking back at my blog.
Knowing things like my current weight, current running pace, current favorite fruit, and most embarrassing moment would be as important to your psyche as it is to mine.
Yes, sometimes I do see unicorns flying over rainbows, why do you ask???
Back to fruit.
And my favorite.
My personal favorite is the clementine for its distinct lack of seeds and its concentrated deliciousness.
Not to mention it's distinct lack of calories.
Yes, my friends, the average clementine has approximately 55 calories.
(Don't you love how my approximations are so precise? I am sooooo Type A....)
And I love the ones in the crate.
Not the bag.
The ones in the bag stink.
And mold really fast.
The ones in the crate are awesome.
And not just because of their cool crate.
Although, I am envisioning a way awesome craft for a clementine crate.
Anyone have one on hand?
Am I talking too much?
Ok, I'll move on.
From my clementine love.
And crate obsession....
And tell you my least favorite orange.
Most definitely, The NAVEL.
Annoyance that it is.
I mean seriously, you lose like 1/4 of the orange to the stupid navel.
And seriously, there isn't much I hate more than waste.
Except maybe a pantiliner gone awry.
But that's a story for another day.
All that discreet leg crossing to try to get comfortable....
Time for a recap.
I am on a diet.
And enjoy fruit.
Of which the clementine is my fave.
And the navel is my least fave.
Falling just above free flying pantiliners on my list of annoyances.
Feel better about your day, now?
I know I do!
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