The Little Things: Baby Carrots

Nothing beats a crunchy baby carrot for a quick snack. They are the perfect size to eat in one bite; no bothersome holding in your paws in fear that a mixed breed hound with oily skin will snatch it. Watch for your personal chef making a trip to the 'fridge and saying s/he "has your favorite treat." It is also acceptable to procure a baby carrot from a fellow diner's hand when they are not looking. You may have to jump a bit to reach your desire but, like all little things, the effort is worth the reward.

The Little Things - An introduction

In our mile-a-minute world, most do not take the time to stop and enjoy the tiny pieces of each day that make crawling out of your grotto worthwhile. Some of us are too afraid to make an impact on the world - a fear best described by T.S. Elliot in The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, "Do I dare disturb the universe?...Shall I part my hair behind/Do I dare to eat a peach?" Others are too self-involved for this world, eager to snatch all that they can from it without stopping to enjoy it. They would rather jump to a table, snatch a piece of stromboli and swallow it as soon as possible - fearing they would be caught stealing if they took the time to enjoy its smokey and creamy flavors. I pride myself on enjoying the warmth of an afternoon sunbeam, the squeak of a well-worn toy and the feel of my teeth going through a piece of mail. I enjoy, in a sense, The Little Things.

While I pride myself in beginning a blog that is not afraid to be critical of the food and life around me, I will take time now and again to make note here of The Little Things I so appreciate in life. I hope you will too.