A conversation about raw honey.
i dunno what kind of tea to have…chamomile, i guess
with a good glob of raw honey
that stuff is so luscious
I didn’t get to have the raw honey yet ;-;
there’s something i learned about it that might make you not want it
i wish i hadn’t learned it, but i’m having it anyway
it just lead me to discard the first scoop off the top that had all the specks in it
cause the stuff is good for you but what it is bothers me
well, it’s got a bunch of stuff in it that’s filtered out in the refined honey we’re used to
propolis, which is amazing stuff
and flakes of bee wing i_i
and like, wax and all that jazz
but the bee wing
…i know some people eat whole insects and i just ate goat and the world is basically an edible place
but idk, it’s bothersome
and honey in and of itself is bee spit
so i guess i just have to get over it
cause raw honey has all kinds of enzymes and natural antibiotics that are excellent for health and digestion
Oh, you mentioned this already
i mentioned the bee wing?
no, but you did bits of wax or whatevr
yeah, none of that bothers me, it’s just physical flakes of bee parts is irksome
i mean, is it to you?
It might be
the question is, will you still have some knowing that? cause i am but i can’t stop thinking about it the whole time
i’m drinking this delicious and nutritious concoction that’s making me all warm and fuzzy and ready for bed but all that’s going through my head is “bee wings bee wings bee wings”
Well if you scooped it off the top then that’s good enough for me lol
a whole bunch was at the top but there are still occasional flecks in the honey
if you think of it in terms of FDA approval
there is a percentage of bug parts that is acceptable in even processed foods because apparently it’s impossible to avoid
loved learning that in my culinary science class
I don’t have to try very hard to not think about that
alright, then i guess we’re good
What I can remember of my bike ride shuffle.
The following cameraphonetograph was taken near a local community farm that’s around the corner from where I live.
In no particular order.