I work in a supermarket, and one of the perks is that we're allowed to eat all the fruit/veggies we want to.
The other day I took a big box of blueberries when I was on break, and there were plenty left. I told my coworker who was going on break just after me that they were there and he could eat them. He said 'Blueberries? Don't think I've ever tried those...'
They were still out there uneaten when I went home...
I thought this was going to be a thread about hardcore Paleo coworkers who refuse to eat fruit b/c of the fructose sugar spike.
I have two fruit trees, one oranges the other lemons. The lemon produces all the time, the orange a single yearly crop around the 1st of the year. I guess they are organic, I don't spray them and the only fertilizer is from the dogs. Yet I also cannot give them away. Friends, neighbors, co-workers won't take them. The oranges are to die for, a ripe one, covered in oil, tastes nothing like the crap in the market. I'll limit myself to 1 a day during the season next year but probably most will be wasted. What a shame.
I would not limit oranges in season.
Steak, eggs, potatoes - fruits, nuts, berries and forage. Coconut milk and potent herbs and spices. Tea instead of coffee now and teeny amounts of kelp daily. Let's see how this does! Not really had dairy much, and gut seems better for it.
I work in a buffet, and workers are technically not supposed to take food off it... but all day I hear conversations like this: "I'm starving!" "Just go steal a roll"...or "I'm tired!" "Have some Mountain Dew!"... I walk around with a ziploc of almonds or walnuts or pistachios, sometimes bring a thermos of green tea... yet everyone calls me weird. One day I had dark chocolate and almonds, offered some (which I thought was really generous of me considering I only had the one square) and the reaction I got: "Ew, why would you eat dark chocolate? Milk chocolate is so much better."
Oh, if you juice them - I get it. Too much sugar at once. I was just thinking two or three a day for three to four months, eaten whole. Arbitrary numbers that just decided to settle in and roost there in my mind. But I wouldn't juice them. We all choose different ways!