Thursday, July 01, 2010

I admit it! I'm a junkie!

I think I'm obsessed. I might need help. I think I may be in love with a kitchen appliance.


The whir of the Vita-mix in the morning sends me!

The tang of the lime juice, the refreshing zing of the mint.

AHH! Even the compost bucket, is beautiful! I'm pretty sure I just about broke down and wept over the most perfect mango I'd ever tasted.

And then when I cut this papaya open? I just...I couldn't...

There are seriously no words to describe the beauty. Just angel choirs, and planets aligning.


See the baggies in the back? I made enough for a whole month.



*big sigh

But I don't wanna go to rehab!
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5 comments:

  1. JennyJuly 2, 2010 at 5:42 AM

    Jana, i want a smoothie maker sooooo bad. i just need to save money..... i love reading your blog. my email is metcalfjenny23@gmail.com. i would love to hear from you. love, jenny

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  2. KajeJuly 2, 2010 at 10:00 AM

    This isn't Jana's blog. It's mine, (her cousin!)

    Hi, I'm Kaje. You probably saw the pictures I did for her wedding.

    Thanks for reading though, and yes, save up the money. Car, bike, rent do not compare to the goodness of a vita-mix!

    I'm sure Jana would love to hear from you too! You can contact her at janabarker at gmail dot com.

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  3. Katie Davis Henderson: Editor and WriterJuly 9, 2010 at 11:37 AM

    Mmm, yum, can I come over?

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  4. AnonymousJuly 14, 2010 at 12:03 AM

    So our papayas are bountiful, as are our lilikoi and lime and our neighbor's mango...Please. Come over. Feast. :)

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  5. La Quatrieme GourmandeJuly 16, 2010 at 9:41 AM

    "Why do birds, suddenly appear...everytime, you are near?"

    Ok, enough Carpenters. But, that's how I feel. I can so relate to your love of a kitchen appliance. And of ripe papayas. And, yes, a good mango sends me over the moon.

    I just picked my first tomato of the season. I love looking at the beautiful fruits and vegetables that our Heavenly Father's beautiful earth produces. Such miracles!

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