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Evening!

I’m gonna have to make this snappy, which is terribly sad, since I most likely will not get to blog tomorrow.

I have a four a.m. wake up, which I may try to bump back to five o’clock, but either way that means I’m getting four or five hours of sleep tonight, at most.

Boo, hiss!

I haven’t gotten around to commenting on everybody’s blog, but I promise, I will stop by soon.  I miss you guys!

Today, I allowed myself to get hungry.

My mistake began with baking cookies to take to school with me, then naively believing that three of them would hold me over this afternoon.

Delicious, high in protein...and not enough to hold me over four hours.

These cookies turned out pretty good, though I would prefer them to be a bit sweeter.  My rough estimate puts them at about 9g of protein for two, which essentially means that each cookie is like a portable tablespoon of peanut butter.

I’ll share the recipe later, perhaps, if I overcome my baking failure shame.

I ate three, then threw an apple and an orange into my purse, then headed out to the mall to find some denims.

I failed, of course.  How hard is it to find a pair of attractive flare-legged jeans?  Evidently, very.  Everything is low-rised and skinny, and extremely unflattering to my very curvy body type.  Yikes.

Noshed on this at about six-ish tonight.

While I did not get tummy-hungry, my body did not like me not feeding it for several hours.

I became headachy, weak, and dizzy, and finally — after pounding a bottle of water and not finding any relief — I realized that perhaps I was hungry.

I ate my apple, and the symptoms went away.

I was still famished, though, and couldn’t wait to get home to eat dinner.  (Fyi: I don’t drive.  That’s why I was milling around the mall in a crazed half-starved state, waiting for a ride home.  Planning fail!)

Was daydreaming about this hummus all afternoon.

I didn’t want my orange.

I wanted veggies.

The thought of eating my orange actually made me a bit nauseous, and I grazed on my arm halfheartedly until I got home.  I threw together a quick meal for Amor, then quickly chopped up as many veggies as I could muster and therw them into the microwave.

Is it weird to admit that I was fantasizing about this hummus all day?  I found it last night at Winco, on sale!  And of course, had to buy it.

Largest veggie bowl ever!

I can’t begin to describe how incredibly tasty and packed this bowl was.

Imagine: most of a head of cauliflower, a head of broccoli, tons of green beans, a half a zucchini, a cup of peas, and about 2/3 cup of black beans.

I topped it with 3-4 servings of hummus, and doused it in hot sauce.

Peas and beans for protein. Delish!

For a bit of perspective, realize that I’ve used this bowl for salads before.

Yes, it was that huge.

It took me almost a half hour to eat, as well, and I was eating rather quickly, as I was very, very ravenous.

Not surprisingly, I was still hungry afterward.

Perfect dessert.

I nuked a half a peach with a ton of frozen cherries, then topped it with a tablespoon of coconut butter.

So good!

And there goes the buzzer on the dryer.  That means my pyjamas are dry, and I need to haul my booty to bed.

Wish me luck for school tomorrow.  Looks like I’ll need it!

Do you have trouble jeans shopping?  What brand of jeans do you wear? I love my Levi’s, I’ll admit it, but it’s near impossible to find a single pair of pants right now that aren’t trapped in some hideous fashion trend or looks too youthful.

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

Evening!

I had a night full of delicious meals…and broke my daggum memory card.

Fail.

It was dying a couple days ago, but I was able to wrestle some life back into it.  Somehow, I managed to crack it straight down the middle.  When I try to insert it into the computer now, it doesn’t “catch”.  If that makes sense at all?  It’s not locking into place.

Well, imagine a large chocolate MIM topped with some frozen Nogurt pulsed with a banana in my food processor.  I also ate tons of chocolate, grapes, and rice cakes with peanut butter and applesauce.

School starts tomorrow!  Yikes.  I think I figured out the whole lunch thing, too, but confound it!  A picture would make things so much easier, no?

I’ll see about picking up a new memory card for the ol’ Nikon tomorrow while I’m out and about.

Wish me luck!  I’m so nervous — I’m finally a full-time student, after a year and a half of pottering around, pretending to be going back to school.

Any other students out there starting school last week or this week?  What’s your major? Mine’s psychology.  Of course.

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

Whoa!

Where have I been?

Seriously.

Okay, I’m still sick, but I’m like, a content sick.  Being chronically ill sorta forces you to go through the stages of grief, curiously enough.

First, I was in denial.  No, I’m not sick.  I eat tons of veggies, lean protein, whole grains!  How can I, the model vegetarian, be sick?

Then there was, of course, the anger.  I was — and still am, occasionally — livid at my body and even at God for putting me through this.  Why me?  What have I done to deserve this?

Then bargaining.  Okay, I’ll give up soy.  Okay, dairy.  Now gluten.  Nightshades?  C’mon body: I’ll do anything!  Just make me well!

Then the depression struck.  I cried.  A lot.  And I sat on the couch, eating too much chocolate and peanut butter, and only ventured out of the house for doctor’s appointments and work.

And now?  Acceptance.

I’m sick.  Now to get better!  Easier said than done, but I’m determined to do everything I have to in order to properly heal my body.  I have an appointment with a social worker in a couple weeks, and she’s going to help me get insurance.  Then, a couple weeks after that, hopefully they’ll start some tests for me.

Gotta keep my chin up, right?

Today, my appetite has been through the roof, but it was definitely warranted.

First!  Return of the salads!  (Can you tell I’m excited by this?)

My lunch (more on that in a few) held me over an amazing seven hours.  That’s including four insane hours of yard work.

When I came in, I immediately hopped into the shower, scrubbed off about ten pounds of grime and dirt, whipped up a quick dinner for Amor (going seven hours without eating, for him, is no big — for me?  it’s epic, yo), then threw myself together the largest salad the world has ever seen.

Oh, how I missed you, my beloved salad!

I stopped eating salads there for a while.

Without nightshades, they just weren’t fun.

But now, they’re back — I still have awful edema, but I haven’t noticed any improvement after making dietary changes (taking out eggs, taking out legumes, taking out nightshades — still sick, so adding them back).

And salads are yummy again!  This one contained an entire head of romaine, half of a large tomato, a crimini mushroom, a cup of peas, tons of steamed green beans, half an avocado, two or three huge blobs of hummus, and a generous splash of hot sauce.

Ate. It. Up.

Two ripe, juicy plums.

Since I had done four hours of intense yard work and went an entire seven hours without eating, my appetite caught up with me with a vengeance.

For the record, I also ate two rice cakes smeared with tons of applesauce and peanut flour (higher fat, not that low-fat rubbish) as I sat down to type this.

I inhaled two plums, then went into the kitchen for more.

Peanut Butter Pandas and Chocolate Koala Krisp, shoved into my mouth by the fistful.

As I prepared another snack of dates stuffed with peanut butter and dark chocolate, I ate a few handfuls of cereal.

Nothing tastes better than delicious, filling food after working all day, that’s for darn sure.

I love this chocolate forever and ever.

Okay, funny thing about this chocolate.

I really need to do a post called, “A Bajillion and One Reasons I Love Amor.”  While we were at the natural food store, I spotted this chocolate on the shelf, picked it up, and pined for it.

Then I remarked that I didn’t need any more chocolate, and put it back on the shelf.  Without missing a beat, Amor said, “Yes, you do,” plucked it off the shelf, and threw it in the cart.  I love this man.

Then, I ate a piece, enjoyed it…then promptly forgot about it.  I found it tonight while desperately scrounging up some chocolate.  It was hiding under a box of baking supplies, obviously hiding in wait for a day that I truly needed it.

That was tonight, clearly.

Dates + peanut butter + chocolate = match made in Heaven

After I snapped this awful-no-good-very-bad picture, I threw these dates into the microwave for about fifteen seconds.

I let them cool for about a minute, and then enjoyed every single drippy, melty bite.

My shirt enjoyed it, too.  Oops, sorry, Amor.  Was that your shirt?  My bad.

More chocolate was consumed, of course.

Okay!  Backtracking now.

Breakfast.

Spiced cooked apples, peanut butter, and creamy buckwheat groats.

Breakfast may be a new favorite, but the jury’s still out.

While they deliberate, I’ll share the details of what I had for breakfast.

I bought some raw buckwheat groats at the store when I had stocked up on my kasha, but after googling it, I found that some people didn’t like them, claiming that they had a bitter taste.

Since I’m getting a wee bit burnt out on kasha, I decided I might as well try something new.  If I don’t like these untoasted groats, I can always have a bowl of cereal, right?

Could be my new favorite hot cereal, this.

Okay, first off, raw buckwheat groats take longer than kasha to cook.

These took fifteen minutes, about the same as quinoa.

However, they were far more voluminous than quinoa, but not as fluffy as kasha.  The taste, however, was fantastic.  No bitterness whatsoever.  It actually tasted mild and sweet, like oats!

I’m thrilled!  After being oatless for several months, I may have found a suitable replacement for my favorite breakfast staple.

I cooked my groats with a cup of water, vanilla, cinnamon, one whole egg, whisked in some almond milk, then topped it with spiced apples (cooked with a teaspoon of cornstarch, to thicken it like a pie filling) and two tablespoons of peanut butter (turned onto a sauce, with almond milk, and a bit of nuking to get the right consistency.)

I know what I’m having for breakfast again soon!

Okay, now here’s what I’m all excited about, guys.

Lunch.

Oh, boy: lunch.

What is this?

I recently contacted Nogurt, a company that produces a vegan, soy-free, dairy-free, nut-free, and gluten free probiotic yogurt alternative, and expressed interest in their product.

They replied back quickly, and generously offered to send me a few flavors to try.

This is insanely perfect timing, especially with my doctor recommending me to start taking probiotics to restore balance in my tummy.

Well, those samples arrived today.  (Just to clarify, these are free samples given to me from Nogurt, and my review of them is merely my own opinion of them.  There — hopefully I haven’t incurred the wrath of the FCC.)

Wooks: What is it? Oso: Can I eat it?

I immediately tore open the package.

Their arrival couldn’t have been better — they arrived a few minutes before my typical lunch time, so I was more than ready to try one.

Nogurt was extremely generous, and sent me four samples to try out.

Thank you, Nogurt! 😀

Unfortuntely, the pomegranate one had asplode in transit, and I had to throw it out.

However, being the weirdo that I am, I smelled it before tossing it, and it smelled delicious.  If I were slightly less OCD, I would’ve ate it anyway — I almost did, thought, but prudence won out for the time being.

However, that left me with two chocolate and a blueberry to enjoy.

Want to guess which one I went for?

Chocolate, of course!

Psh, chocolate, of course!

No doubt, ever, of that.

Check out the amazing nutritional stats:

Short, simple ingredient list? Check.

As you can see, it doesn’t have a lengthy ingredient list full of weird gums and stabilizers.

This is awesome for me, since I’m very sensitive to gums.  I tried another brand of coconut milk kefir once, if you recall, and had to give it away because all the stabilizers they put in it tore my poor tummy to pieces.

Nogurt doesn’t have any weird stuff in it, which is like, uber-bonus points to me.

Talk about dedication!

I also liked that it’s sweetened with cassava syrup and banana puree.

Anyway, I’m rambling.  I made a long list of my initial thoughts of Nogurt, which I’ll share with you guys tomorrow.

The question is, how did it taste?

Chocolate Nogurt.

As you can see, Nogurt is not yogurt.

The texture is more like kefir than yogurt, which I am fine with.  You’ll see in a moment how I put it to use.

The taste was, in my own opinion, very good.  Delicious, even.

Here’s why I liked it: it was sweet, but not too sweet.  Yes, it has 9 grams of sugar per serving, but as you can see, much of that sugar is probably from banana puree.  I also could taste the banana, but it was very mild and faint.  However, I love the combination of chocolate and banana, so that was not a problem for me.

I also liked that it had a strong chocolate flavor — it wasn’t just sugar with a hint of chocolate, which you might find with other products.

Another thing: it wasn’t tart.  It didn’t taste like yogurt — it was almost like a lightly sweetened chocolate-banana pudding, with emphasis on the chocolate.

I ate about half of it, liking it more and more with each bite, before I realized I had better incorporate it into my lunch lest I spoil my appetite.

Oh, I love dessert for lunch.

Since I wanted my lunch to complement the chocoatey-banananess of the Nogurt, I went ahead and prepared a quick microwave muffin.

I threw together 3 tbs peanut flour, 2 tbs cocoa, 1/3 cup applesauce, 1/4 tsp baking powder, and an egg, then nuked it for about two minutes.

I sliced it up, then layered it onto the bottom of a bowl.

The muffin soaked up the Nogurt like a yummy chocolate sponge.

I topped it with a small banana, sliced, then drizzled the rest of my Nogurt all over it.

I topped it off with about a heaping tablespoon of peanut butter sauce.

Dude.

This rocked, seriously.  The muffin soaked up the Nogurt, and each bite was a chocolate-peanut-butter-banana explosion in my mouth.

And, like I said, I ate this at 2:30 and didn’t get around to eating dinner until 9:30, and this in including four hours of hard manual labor in the yard.  No sugar crash or anything.  Score!

Melty, drippy, delicious, sweet yumminess.

I can’t wait to try the blueberry one!

The other chocolate Nogurt is in the freezer, by the way.  I have evil plans of running it through my food processor with a banana and seeing if I can’t make a wicked banana soft serve out of it.

Okay, so I’m rapidly approaching 2000 words here, and haven’t really talked about what I’d like to do with thisere blog.

I know this sounds selfish, but I’d like to make this blog more about me, if you guys can dig that.

I felt guilty for being sick, which I think is not entirely atypical of many people.  I worried about dragging you down, but you guys rock.

Thank you, each and every one of you, for the warm and kind comments you left on my last post. I smiled as I read each one of them, and felt so cared for and loved!  You guys are awesome!

But yes, I’d like to personalize this blog.  The fact is, you guys know virtually nothing about me, and I think I’d be more interested in sharing myself with you guys.

Is there anything you’d like to know about me? Or am I being a total narcissist?  Feel free to hit up my FAQ page and ask/tell me about stuff you’d like to see me talk about on this blog.

For starters, if you guys are cool with it, I want to talk a bit more about how I recovered from my ED (binge eating disorder).

I’d also like to talk about any discoveries I make about myself as I journey forth to heal my sick body.  For instance, I think I may have figured out one major factor in why I’m so sick: low stomach acid.  It’s just a hypothesis, though, and I can’t wait until the doctors start testing me.

I’m also perhaps going to reduce my posts to twice a day: perhaps a quick morning post, if my breakfast so fancies me, then a nighttime post to highlight my lunch and dinner.

I need to figure out a way to streamline commenting, too.  It takes me like, two hours each day to comment, because I actually read everyone’s blog before commenting.  I’m not part of the tl;dr crowd.

How do you budget your time for blogging/commenting?

Anyway.  It’s late — after 1 am, and I work tomorrow.  Today.  Yikes.

I’ll be up early tomorrow to catch up on you guys.  I missed you!  All of you! ❤

Thanks for reading!  And thanks for being so awesome!

❤ Kaz

Evening!

Unpictured: tons of chocolate.

Pictured?

All this yumness:

My addiction. Can't get enough.

Fresh from my yard. My reward for mowing the lawn.

Bed of romaine, cup of peas, 2/3 cup chickpeas, 1/2 HUGE avocado (blended with about 1.5 servings spinach, hunk of onion, garlic, cumin, and lemon juice) and smothered in hot sauce and tons o' hummus.

Largest, sweetest plum ever -- the size of my fist, no joke.

Frozen, of course.

Snacky day. I love bananas.

Keeps my mouth amused. Love 'em.

Without peanut butter = just meh. With? Can't stop eating 'em.

I’m loving my makeshift guacamole, with the spinach in it.  It’s full of fat, creamy, delicious, and healthful.  I definitely prefer it over salad dressing.

Yep.  It was a crazy-snacky day, but I’m struggling with a tummy ache right now.  Something I ate last night disagreed with me.

(I can hear it in my tummy right now defiantly arguing, “No I did not!”  Eternally contrary, ’tis, my food.)

What’s the yummiest thing you ate this weekend? Definitely for me, the dates, and my sister’s spinach guacamole.  Yum!

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

Evening!

I hope everyone’s enjoyed their Friday.  Mine actually went pretty well.

So, today’s workday made up for the last two I had to work.  It was sloooooow.  I had time to pretty much scrub the office from top to bottom, lest I die of boredom.

Lunch was so delicious, and I actually sort of owe this one to my sister.

I had to whip up something in a hurry, so while some instant brown rice cooked away on the stovetop, I pureed a hunk of onion, half an avocado, and about a serving of spinch (I packed it in there tight) into my food processor.

Looks can be deceiving. This meal was amazing.

I actually don’t like spinach that much.

I used to eat it daily, then burnt out on it, but I keep buying it because it’s “good for you.”

So, I have to hide it: in smoothies, and now in this makeshift guacamole.

All mixed together in an amorphous green blob.

Since I knew I needed to stay full through work, I cooked about 1.5 servings of brown rice.

I topped it with a cup of frozen peas and a half a cup of chickpeas.

Finally, I piled on my sister’s recipe of makeshift guacamole.

Oh, dude.  This stuff was yum.

Unfortunately, I had less than ten minutes to enjoy it, so most of the amazing flavor was lost on me as I was shoveling it down my throat.

Dessert was two unpictured dates smeared with peanut butter as I dashed out the door.

Pardon the flash -- my battery was dying.

At work, I nibbled on some chocolate that this super sweet girl that I work with left for me for my birthday.

I didn’t even tell her it was my birthday, but she bought me a present anyway.  I’m lucky to work with such a sweet girl!

As I said earlier, work was slower than molasses on Christmas today.

Since I didn’t really want to cook, and Amor was happy to pick up a cooked chicken at the grocery store, I snagged a bit of produce at the grocer for a quick dinner tonight.

Somebody explain this to me: why am I obsessed with zucchini?  I don’t even really like it, but I keep wanting more.  I ran out the other day, so I picked up a new one for dinner tonight.  I guess there’s something in it that my body needs, because I keep coming back for more.

In my bowl was another cup of peas (seriously, one of my favorite things to eat, ever), a ton of broccoli (like, two or more cups, no idea), an entire zucchini, a half cup of chickpeas, a double serving of hummus, and a new food to me: purple potato.

Yum.

Chocolate microwave cake with peanut butter and chocolate frosting.

I had an insta-cake for dessert.

I combined about two tablespoons each of cocoa powder, 1/4 teaspoon baking soda, half a large banana, a large egg, and a handful of meltaways into a large mug, then separated them into two ramekins.  (The other one is going to be used maybe in my breakfast tomorrow?)

After about 45 seconds in the micro, the cake was ready.  I topped it with a heaping tablespoon or two each of peanut butter and chocolate frosting (from a can).

Organic grapes in a watermelon.

Since I haven’t had much fruit today, I went with both of my fruit cravings and crammed a ton of organic red grapes into half a large personal watermelon.

The mellow sweetness of the melon complemented the tartness of the grapes.

Now I’m full, and content, and ready to settle in for a leisurely night of catching up on my blogs.

Do you ever randomly crave foods and not know why? Seriously?  Zucchini?  And I don’t even really care for it?  Dear body: you are weird.

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

Evening!

Thank you, guys, for all the birthday wishes!  It made me feel really good to read all them, and made me so happy!

So, basically, 99% of my nourishment today came in the form of frosting.

For example, breakfast?  A banana, cupcake, tons of frosting.

Lunch?  Boomi bar, apple.

Dinner? Two small sushi rolls, and a seaweed salad.

And just now?  Another cupcake and seriously, like, a cup of frosting.  I’m a frosting addict, and I’m out of control.

I went out of my way to bake myself some delicious gluten-free chocolate cupcakes, just to use them as a vehicle for frosting.

I done did good.

So, my doctor’s appointment was sort of a disappointment.

I waited around for the better part of an hour to have them take down my symptoms, go, “Hm, no idea what’s going on here,” and be told they doubt it ‘s an allergy or intolerance and that they don’t want to restrict my diet any further — dude, come on.  You want me to keep eating stuff that might be making me sick to avoid restricting my diet any further?  Seriously?

I was referred to social worker who will help me get insurance, since they informed me that the tests will be very expensive, but was told to take Metamucil and, as an afterthought, was suggested to take probiotics.

Oh, and they want me to see a therapist again.  Which is fine, I’m not ashamed.  But I didn’t come in claiming to be depressed.  I came in claiming to have an upset tummy.

I have a follow up in a month to determine if the probiotics and Metamucil help, and if not, I guess they’ll start with the tests?

I give them credit — they’re trying to give me a short-term solution until I get insurance, but I guess I feel let down because I was hoping for another answer than, take fiber and probiotics.  Sigh.

Dark chocolate cupcake with vanilla coconut creme frosting.

Here, have  a recipe or two:

Rich Chocolate Gluten-Free Cupcakes:

1/4 cup gluten free flour*

1/4 cup cocoa powder

1/4 tsp salt

1/2 tsp baking soda

3 large organic eggs

1/4 c oil*

1/2 cup sugar

2 tbs full-fat coconut milk

Preheat oven to 375 F.  Sift dry ingredients together.  Mix wet ingredients.  Slowly stir dry ingredients into wet ingredients.  Bake for 20-22 minutes.  Makes 6 large cupcakes, or 9 smaller ones.

(Notes: *I used 1/3 cup of peanut flour, but heavier flours — brown rice, et cetera — can be reduced to 1/4 cup.  Lighter flours, like tapioca starch, may want to be upped to 1/3 cup.  For my oil, I used coconut oil.  For the sugar, you can sub in 1/2 cup honey, maple, or agave, and omit the coconut milk.)

Vanilla Coconut Creme Frosting:

3-4 cups powdered sugar

1/3 cup full-fat coconut milk

1 tbs coconut oil

1/4 cup coconut butter

2 tsp vanilla extract

Add ingredients in a bowl, and beat until creamy.  Add more confectioners sugar for a stiffer frosting.  To pipe onto your cakes, pour into a ziploc bag and snip off the corner.

Enjoy!  The flavor combo of vanilla coconut and rich, dark chocolate is incredible.  The cupcakes are super moist (sorry, gross word!) and tender, and not too sweet, and the frosting has a mild coconut-vanilla flavor, and has just enough sweetness to balance out the cupcakes perfectly.

What’s your favorite flavor of cake?  Do you prefer frosting or cake? I’m a frosting girl, all the way!  My favorite flavor is lemon-vanilla sponge with jam and cream, but chocolate is a close follow-up!

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

Evening!

I am so full right now.  If I was hungry earlier, then I certainly emerged triumphant, since I’m almost painfully full now.

Despite failing at my baking endeavors, it didn’t keep me from picking at my failed pastry.  I learned that if you bake date puree, it comes out like a fruit roll up.  I ate tons of that, which was encased in a high-fat pastry dough.

So, I was full, but lunch was so good I had it again.

So, so, so very yummy!

I discovered today that my beloved Frank’s Red Hot is mislabeled.

I emailed them about it, and hopefully hear back from them soon, but it states that a tablespoon of their hot sauce has 200 mg of sodium.

However, a closer look shows that their serving size is a misprint, and it’s actually 200 mg of sodium per teaspoon.

Um, wrong?

I seriously used about two tablespoons on my dinner tonight.  That’s 1200 mg of sodium right there.  Plus my peas have another 200 mg, and another 3-4 servings of hummus is 500-550 mg.

And I had it for lunch.  And a surprisingly salty breakfast, with the cereal and all.

I had the worst stomach pain all night yesterday and today — I’m not going to go into detail, but I got sick several times last night and today.  The only new thing I added was the hot sauce.

I imagine I’m going to be feeling awful all tonight and hopefully all this salt doesn’t ruin my birthday. =/

It’s my fault for not taking a closer look at the label, though.  My fail.

Have you ever eaten something only to discover it was not as healthy as you thought? Not that hot sauce is healthy, but geez — a teaspoon of salt’s worth added to my dinner?  Epic fail.

I realize I haven’t had any real fruit today, other than a banana and some dates.  Even though I’m full, something light like watermelon or an apple sounds good right about now.

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

Evening!

Okay, so, you know how when I worked last, I was like, “Omg, most awful stressful day at work EVAR?”

I lied.

Today was.

Even my boss turned to me and said, “No offense, but we always have the most crazy days when you’re working.”

Or something like that.

I can’t disclose anything, but boy.  I’m glad to be home.

Pictures o’ food?  Sure, you betcha.

Mid-morning snack. Held me over nicely, suprisingly.

Head of romaine, cup of peas, tons of broccoli and green beans, 3x serving of hummus, and tons of Frank's.

Pretty much demolished these while at work (before and after lunch snackage). Warning: salted mixed nuts are dangerous when dealing with a stressful, fast-paced environment.

Snacked on two rice cakes with peanut butter and applesauce before returning to work.

Yay for having my medjools back in my life! Ate two, and it was a miracle I didn't eat more. I was FAMISHED when I got home.

Sweet potato the length of my forearm, roasted into pillowy medallions, and topped with ~2 tbs almond butter (mixed with ~2 tbs almond milk to make a glaze).

Organic red grapes -- so sweet and juicy and good! Yum. Wasn't hungry, but they were too yummy to resist.

Favre-watch, anyone?

How do you unwind after a long day?

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

Evening!

Tonight’s eats have been random ones, to say the least.

Improvised chickpea chili.

I wanted beans, so I took the leftovers from yesterday’s meals — about a half a tin of pinqutos and a half a tin of chickpeas — and combined them in a bowl with two tablespoons of tomato paste, a bit of cumin and paprika.

I cooked them for a couple minutes, then doused them in Tabasco sauce.

Mmm, chili, totally makeshift.

A lone peanut molasses chew.

For an early dessert, I snacked on a peanut chew.

Then I started on dinner.

I haven’t had very much in the way of veggies as of late, so I decided a huge smoothie was in order.

One of my tastiest smoothies yet!

I crammed about a half a bag of spinach, something like a double serving, into my blender.

I dumped a cup of frozen blueberries, a large splash of orange juice, a half cup of applesauce, a bite of banana, and a scoop of brown rice protein powder.

I topped it with another half cup-ish of frozen blueberries and a huge handful of organic cornflakes.

Seriously, one of the sweetest, yummiest smoothies ever.  I think I got lucky with this batch of blueberries.

Juicy, sweet grapes.

After getting home from grocery shopping, I attacked some grapes.

I ate about half, then passed the rest on to Amor.

What I was really craving was, of all things, hot sauce.

Fortunately, I picked up a jar of Frank’s Red Hot tonight, and was able to indulge that craving accordingly.

Steamed green beans with hot sauce.

I steamed up some frozen green beans, and doused them in Frank’s.

And hey, I knocked out another veggie serving in the process, so score!

Amor has The Three Stooges on right now, which keeps distracting me.

Have you ever seen it?  Love it?  Hate it?

Amor, who is laughing his head off, has explained to me (she who keeps casting vaguely puzzled glances at the TV) that The Three Stooges is the ultimate gender divide — men love it, women hate it.

Is there a television program/movie that your partner/friend loves, but you just don’t get?  Or vice versa?

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

Evening!

Another weekend comes and goes, right?

But hey, the week offers all sorts of promise, and I can be hopeful.  I officially start working again this week, which could be entertaining on so many levels, and of course, my doctor’s appointment is this week.  Oh, and my birthday.  I’m old!

Tonight, I decided I wanted pupusas for dinner.

I told Amor what I was having, and he arched a brow at me and stated, “That just sounds wrong.”

Pupusa.  It does sound rather…naughty, does it not?

My first pupusa attempt.

Maybe I’m just immature.

Goes to show, birthdays don’t mean nothin’.  I may be approaching the scary side of my 20s, but I can still snicker at the word “pupusa”.

Since all I had was medium-grind corn meal, I had to improvise and make my own corn flour.

I threw about a cup-ish of corn meal into a tall cup and went at it with my hand blender.  It did a pretty darn good job, but the stick blender heated up the corn meal and my entire house smelled like a stable — ganky horse feed, basically — for the rest of the evening.

Served alongside a some pinquitos.

Not too bad for my first try, but I think I made the dough a bit runny, since it stuck to my hand, despite oiling it up.

I ate my improvised pupusa alongside a heaping cup and a half of pinquito beans.

However, dinner didn’t satisfy me, and I was foraging up dessert as soon as my dishes hit the sink.

Very ripe Bartlett pear.

I noshed away on this extremely ripe, almost too ripe, pear.

Then I wanted some grapefruit, and went for it.

It was almost past its prime, but was still very juicy and delicious.

Awful lighting in my kitchen...do forgive me.

My makeshift dinner held me over for a couple hours, then the cravings for chocolate and peanut butter and, well, just plain fat kicked in.

My dinner was sort of low in fat, so yep.  A bit of fat was definitely in order.

Since I’m not one wont to chug directly from the olive oil bottle, I went for a more palatable form of fat.

A curious find.

This bar was something I picked up on Friday, after my doctor’s appointment, on a whim.

It was decent, but seriously lacked in the chocolate department.

My craving unsatisfied, I whipped up an improvised mousse, which tasted great, but at that point I realized I wasn’t hungry, and the mousse would not be appreciated for all of its delicious glory.  I stuck it in the freezer for future use.

Delicious organic peanut butter and dark choccy meltaways.

Then I asked myself, if I just want peanut butter and chocolate, why don’t I just have some peanut butter and chocolate?

Problem solved.

No, I wasn’t hungry.  Yes, I wanted chocolate and peanut butter.

My diet philosophy?  Eat what I want, when I want it.  I find if I deny myself my cravings, I’ll wind up eating around that craving until I cave in and eat what I want.

So I eat what I want, whenever I want it.  It makes me happy, and therefore is a win-win philosophy.

(That said, I could never be a meal planner, because my mood and hunger and appetite changes by the minute.  Sure, the schedule may say tonight is mashed potatoes and green beans, but my tummy tells me it’s a beans and rice sort of evening.)

Do you have a food philosophy? Please share it!

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz