Have a Fruit Cup. You Know You Want To


I know you’re supposed to eat fresh fruit. I know fruit cups are supposed to be the stuff of school cafeteria trays, paired with fish sticks that are more breading than fish and mac-and-cheese you can’t be sure contains either.

But I don’t care. I love them anyway.

Yes, the little bits of fruit swim in the sugary syrup in which they’ve been marinating since the time they resembled something found on a tree, but let’s all be honest here. This is the place for honesty.

That’s what makes a fruit cup so yummy.

I don’t delude myself. I don’t count it as an actual serving of fruit, with its low fiber. But at least these days, fruit–not sugar–is the first ingredient.

That has to count for something.


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