As I hope you already know, I’m not a professional food critic, but I try to share things that I enjoy and find healthful. I recently heard about Ezekiel bread and thought I’d try it when I found it on sale at a local specialty foods store.

The company promotes its flour-free baking process, and it apparently has a much lower glycemic index than traditional bread. I decided to try it, and I must admit that I really like it. The bread seems like more than just something to hold the sandwich in place; it is part of the meal. I can’t attest to significant weightloss, but the Ezekiel bread is something I’ve only had a couple of times a week. I don’t think that it has had an adverse effect on my blood sugar, but then again, I don’t check it like a diabetic would. I just know – from learning the hard way – that too many carbs don’t set well with my digestive system.

Ezekiel bread seems like a good alternative, though it is still a “splurge” for me to eat. Considering the alternatives, though, if I’m craving pb&j, then it’s certainly a better alternative (with natural pb and sugar-free jelly) than a normal sandwich. 😉

I bought a bag of mandarin oranges that are supposed to be easier to peel and have fewer seeds than regular oranges. Plus, they’re smaller, so the boys can eat them in one sitting, and they’re perfect for lunchboxes.

No. 2 wanted one at breakfast today and remarked that once it was peeled, it looked like a hybrid between an orange and a pumpkin. “It’s a porange!” he exclaimed, although it sounded like “porn-ge.” I suggested that he might call it an orangekin, instead, because porange might get him in trouble at school.

I can just hear the conversation now: “Hey guys, check it out: I’ve got a PORNge!” The teacher on duty does a double-take, and my 11yo ends up in the principal’s office.

To my blissful surprise, he was unfamiliar with the word, so I explained that the word itself wasn’t a cuss word, but what it stood for was bad, so he ought not to say it. I realized, as we were talking about it, that we’ve had previous conversations about being careful what you look at online and being respectful of our bodies (and other people’s bodies), but I don’t suppose we’ve ever actually used that word to explain it. We’ve talked about how it’s not right to look at pictures of naked people, but I don’t guess I ever said p-o-r-n (<<and I’m only hyphenating it here in an effort to keep the robo-spam comments at a minimum).

So, here’s to easy-peel oranges and uncomfortable breakfast conversation!

P.S. Now that we’ve established that looking at naked people is wrong, how will I explain works of art? Parenting is confusing, sometimes.