Since the pandemic began, I have been trying to eat better.  I mean, I have always eaten good.  But, now I am trying to eat even better, because I am not getting the same amount of exercise I have in the past.

Before all of this started, I was on the move all the time.  I was going to radio station events, DJing at bars, DJing at events / weddings.  I almost never got less than 6,000 steps per day.

But, that all came to an end when the pandemic started.  Events and weddings were postponed or cancelled and bars / clubs temporarily shut down.

After noticing my weight increase during the first few weeks of the stay-at-home order, I decided I was going to eat healthier than I had been.  Fruit for breakfast, healthy choice meals for lunch, sensible dinner, and less booze.

So that I didn't get bored, I have been mixing up my fruit selection.  Pears one week.  Apples the next week.  Golden Berries every once in a while.

Making my way through Hannaford last night, I grabbed bananas and what I thought was oranges.  It turns out, I was partly right.

As I peeled my orange this morning, I saw that it looked a little darker than it should have.  At first, I thought it was rotten, but it was still firm and still smelled alright.  I took a small bite.  It tasted alright.  Kind of tart, but not bad.

I needed a second opinion, so I ran down the hall to the 92 Moose studio.  i held up a slice of my orange and asked Matt and Renee what they thought.  Actually, being honest, I asked Renee what she thought.  I was pretty sure Matt would have no idea what an orange was.

Renee explained that what I had bought was a "blood orange".  Honestly, it is the first time that I have seen (or tasted) a blood orange that was not part of some kind of cocktail.

The lesson I learned?  Read the signs at the grocery stores!

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