My neighbor, Jan, and I went to lunch today. The kids
were in school, the day was bright and we needed to get out
of the house. We were just two women with time on their
hands and debit cards in their purses.
Usually, we go to Olive Garden for salad and soup, but
today we decided to try ethnic food. So, with coupon in
hand, we descended upon Taj Mahal, an Indian/Pakistani
restaurant in Orland Park, IL. I had always wanted to try
Indian food, so this was going to be a real treat.
I have to say the Curry Chicken was scrumptious.
Everything was scrumptious! I have no idea how healthy it
all was, but I figure it had to be healthier than some
things I can think of.
Bon vivant, I am not, but I could appreciate the yogurt
and curry flavors in my mixed vegetable medley.
Afterward, we had a little more time on our hands before
picking up the kids, so she asked if we could stop at this
little health store across the street. Being the good friend
I am, I agreed and drove on over.
We walked in and immediately I knew that this wasn’t
Kansas anymore, Toto. Rows upon rows of products that I had
no knowledge of. Pills, packages, organic spaghetti sauce,
colon cleansers, Burt’s Bees foot and facial creams, facial
lotions made of all organic ingredients, organic bath
products, Krill oil, lycopene, macadamia nut oils, and other
items I can even pronounce.
Needless to say, I was lost. I had no idea what all that
stuff was. Colon cleansers seemed fairly understandable.
Progesterone Creams – what’s that all about? And what about
these?
Ashwagandha?
Ligustrum?
Schisandra?
Reishi?
Now, Jan was moving across the store and knew exactly
what she needed and proceeded to get it, while I stumbled
around by the Burt’s Bees display, looking at the foot
lotion. Jan is into natural healing and chiropractors, while
I am wondering what the heck astragalus is.
The nice lady at the register gave me a complimentary
health magazine as I was leaving and I have been checking it
out.
Hmmm, that colon cleansing sounds interesting…
