I heart rainbows.
Outside our condo
Rainbows always seem to have perfect timing. The last time I saw a rainbow, it was when I was in a deep depression; I hadn't been to the gym in weeks, and I was feeling the effects - puffiness, crankiness, lethargy, and general ickiness. I broke out of it
just enough to get into my gym clothes and force myself into my walking shoes. When I stepped outside, I saw a rainbow - a fully-arching, all the way across the sky rainbow. And it was centered...over the gym. Meant. To. Be.
Okay, I'll admit it. When I was a kid, I wanted to be Rainbow Brite.
I wanted to live in Rainbowland with my teeny tiny friend Twink. I wanted to ride Starlite the horse around on rainbows that I could shoot out of my super-cool color belt. And I wanted a cute yellow star on my cheek. And those totally awesome 80's rainbow boots. To
dye for.
Nowadays, I've discovered that I also love eating rainbows. You may have heard about "
eating the rainbow " on Oprah (remember that show?). This means, roughly, incorporating many differently-hued fruits and vegetables into your diet. The thinking is, different colors mean different vitamins and minerals. So to get a more well-rounded diet, you eat more colors.
I love this idea, but adding in the thought of planning the
color of my food on top of the health value, ease of preparation, and other factors proved to be a bit overwhelming. So I came up with an easy solution - kill the whole flock of freakin' rainbow birds with one stone.
Mushrooms, yellow pepper, spinach, red onion, tomato sauce.
A
pizza stone, that is. Rainbow pizza.
Hit the produce section.
Remember the rainbow acronym - Roy G. Biv - Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Violet.
Create a vegetable rainbow in your cart.
Get your other supplies. Crust (I like to use flat bread), tomato sauce (hello, Red!), cheese (cheddar does
not count as orange).
Make it and bake it.
Taste the rainbow.
(And if you hate eggplant and can't think of anything else purple/blue to put on your pizza, get some blueberries and have them for dessert.)
Eat well.
Rainbows always seem to have perfect timing. The last time I saw a rainbow, it was when I was in a deep depression; I hadn't been to the gym in weeks, and I was feeling the effects - puffiness, crankiness, lethargy, and general ickiness. I broke out of it just enough to get into my gym clothes and force myself into my walking shoes. When I stepped outside, I saw a rainbow - a fully-arching, all the way across the sky rainbow. And it was centered...over the gym. Meant. To. Be.
Okay, I'll admit it. When I was a kid, I wanted to be Rainbow Brite.
I wanted to live in Rainbowland with my teeny tiny friend Twink. I wanted to ride Starlite the horse around on rainbows that I could shoot out of my super-cool color belt. And I wanted a cute yellow star on my cheek. And those totally awesome 80's rainbow boots. To dye for.
Nowadays, I've discovered that I also love eating rainbows. You may have heard about " eating the rainbow " on Oprah (remember that show?). This means, roughly, incorporating many differently-hued fruits and vegetables into your diet. The thinking is, different colors mean different vitamins and minerals. So to get a more well-rounded diet, you eat more colors.
I love this idea, but adding in the thought of planning the color of my food on top of the health value, ease of preparation, and other factors proved to be a bit overwhelming. So I came up with an easy solution - kill the whole flock of freakin' rainbow birds with one stone.
A pizza stone, that is. Rainbow pizza.
Hit the produce section.
Remember the rainbow acronym - Roy G. Biv - Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Violet.
Create a vegetable rainbow in your cart.
Get your other supplies. Crust (I like to use flat bread), tomato sauce (hello, Red!), cheese (cheddar does not count as orange).
Make it and bake it.
Taste the rainbow.
(And if you hate eggplant and can't think of anything else purple/blue to put on your pizza, get some blueberries and have them for dessert.)
Eat well.