Frickin' Jamie Oliver has us eating our fruits and vegetables

Since watching the first two episodes of Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution I've been feeling a culinary guilt like never before. If Henry goes to school and his teacher shows him a tomato and he labels it a potato, well, mortification doesn't quite fit the bill. I'd be beyond mere mortification into a whole new realm of self-loathing as an ill-equipped and ineffectual parent. I tend to think we have been pretty good with the vegetables already and as fruit is one of Bean's favorite things, besides the prizes he can now capture out of his own nostrils, we always have it on hand, especially when it's berry picking season around here. (I swear I'm going to live in a tent in the berry fields this year. Yum!) All that to say that the other day I made this very tasty pasta dish with bell peppers, onions, and zucchini and also had roasted cauliflower and cut up cantaloupe. Admittedly the pasta was not homemade - can you imagine trying to make fusilli-shaped pasta at home - but it was organic. Does that earn me any brownie points? (Totally no food pun intended, even though brownies always sound good.)