I pose this question to you, my dear blog readers. Why is broken rice so damn good? Seriously. In concept, it’s ridiculous. It’s broken bits of rice. It’s the stuff that extremely expensive and sophisticated machinery are designed to remove from the rice they are sorting. The whole point of those machines is to take these defective grains and toss them. Yet when I get a bowl of broken rice in front of me, it’s just the best damn thing in the world. And I know you agree. When you get vietnamese rice plates, this is what you get. Broken rice, rice bit, whatever it’s called, all I know is that it tastes amazing. And I just don’t know why. It just does. I always wanted to buy and make my own, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Simply because of the concept itself. I’m paying real money for the rice parts that they typically throw away. But I finally broke down and did it, and gosh darn it, it’s awesome.

I totally craved some fresh fruit and veggies the other night. I’d been subsisting on pasta and meats and grains, and my body totally realized it. So I picked up a bunch of berries, including these lovely blueberries. Gah, I love me some good blueberries!I got some regular strawberries too. Then on a separate trip to whole foods, I picked up some organic strawberries because they were on sale. Trust me, fruit shopping at whole foods isn’t something I normally do. So I decided to do a taste test. So the organic one is on the left, and the regular one is on the right. And the taste? Well, they were both good, but neither was great. It’s so hit or miss with fruit, you know? Sometimes you can just get the most amazing pint of strawberries one week, and then the next it sucks. Or it’s just ok all the time. I crave for consistency. They were a bit different from each other, but not one worse than the other. But neither of them was an amazing strawberry. So really, this girl doesn’t see any difference.

I don’t really like to use this blog to say negative things… BUT… I have to make an exception here. I like bagels. I like them for breakfast. And I like cream cheese on them. Plain bagels with plain cream cheese. Plain and simple. I like the bagels from trader joe’s, the regular ones and the mini ones. I’ve had the regular whipped cream cheese from there before and loved it. Then I tried this light version of the whipped cream cheese. Eww… gross… This thing was disgusting. It was sour. Like that was the flavor. And it hadn’t gone bad. It was brand new, way before expiration. But it was just sour. I couldn’t stand it. I threw it away. Epic fail trader joe’s, epic fail. I almost had a mind to take it back there and get my money back. I really should have. Perhaps when it comes to cream cheese, I’ll just stick to the regular version and not even try to go light.