Evening!

Thank you again, for all the warm comments on my last post.

Seriously, you read all that?  If I had gold star stickers to pass out, each and every one of you would receive one.

Right now, I’m sitting on the couch, and my tummy is full of delicious food to the point where my work pants are a wee bit uncomfortable.

It feels pretty nice.

Oh, before I go any further, before I forget: my conscience has been nagging me.  More and more of you have been commenting on frozen Larabars, and have been giving me credit for the genius of that.  I gotta give credit where it’s due, though.  I first spotted this stroke of culinary awesomeness on Chelsey’s blog, and being the frozen-food fanatic, immediately followed suit.  So, if you’ve frozen your Larabars since seeing it here, go pop on over to Chelsey’s blog and love on her a bit for making life a bit better for us foodies.

Rock on.

I have no dinner pictures for you today (Amor surprised me by spontaneously taking me out to dinner tonight after work, and I didn’t have my camera with me), but I have “everything else” photos.  How’s that?  Works for you?

Works for me just nicely.

Breakfast was something that had me “mmming” all the way through it.

Remember that Nogurt sent me those samples to try?

I seriously could not sleep last night, because I was thinking of all the different ways I wanted to attack the blueberry flavor.

I love how the umlaut makes a smiley face.

I seriously lay in the dark for nearly an hour (too much coffee yesterday, evidently) pondering how I was going to properly utilize my exciting new breakfast treat.

I debated on drizzling it atop a bowl of porridge, but decided against that.  I didn’t want the flavor to get lost or anything.

Super short ingredient list -- yay!

Finally, I settled on a version of how I enjoyed it yesterday.

I woke up, brewed myself a pot of coffee (clearly, I do not learn from my mistakes: insomnia, here I come!) and set to work.

I wanted to complement the blueberry-banana flavor, so I threw together a quick cinnamon-vanilla blueberry muffin (3 tbs peanut flour, 1/2 tsp cinnamon, 1/3 cup applesauce, 1/4 tsp baking powder, 1 whole egg, and a heaping fistful of blueberries and a splash of vanilla, nuked for about 2 minutes).

Certified GF -- Nogurt is practically allergy free!

I crumbled my muffin into a bowl, and by crumbled, I mean, I stabbed the heck out of it when I took it out of the microwave, then threw its remains into a bowl.

I’m morbid.  Blame the Dexter commercial that was just on, okay?

Since I wanted to stick with the banana-blueberry theme, I microwaved some frozen blueberries to make a sauce, then sliced a banana and piled them onto the muffin.

I really enjoy how this company caters to all sorts of health concerns.

Then it was time to open the Nogurt.

Since you’re gonna ask, I’ll tell you.

I liked it.  Much like the chocolate, it was a mild and sweet flavor, with emphasis on the blueberry and a slight hint of banana in the background.  It wasn’t tart, either, which might be a good thing for those of you who are put off by too-tart conventional yogurts.

Smooth, almost liquid consistency.

It wasn’t thick, either, but I was ready for that, since yesterday’s flavor was liquid-y as well.

I actually was looking forward to having my muffin soak up all the blueberry flavor, after a couple bites to get a good idea of the flavor profile, went ahead and drizzled it over my muffin and fruit.

I garnished the bowl with a heaping tablespoon of almond butter (made into a sauce with almond milk, and nuked) and several handfuls of sliced almonds.

MIMs are so versatile!

Verdict?

Loved it.

Seriously, I’m not just making that up.  I haven’t seen Nogurt on the shelves yet, but if I spotted it, and the price was right, I definitely pick up a few to have around on those days that I want a change of pace from the usual.

Muffin topped with blueberries, banana, and Nogurt.

So, here’s the breakdown.

I enjoyed Nogurt for a variety of reasons, but the ones that really stood out to me was that it’s not too sweet.  I’m still on the prowl for a tart soy/dairy/gluten-free yogurt, but other than that, I loved the taste and the level of sweetness.

I also enjoyed how it had a short ingredient list of real food, and didn’t have any weird gums or stabilizers.  That’s extremely important to people like me with sensitive tummies.  I’d choose a kefir-esque yogurt alternative any day over a thick one that would kill my stomach.

Loved how the MIM soaked up the almond butter and Nogurt! Yay for tasty sponges!

This product is, like I said, virtually common-allergen free.  If you have other common allergies keeping you from trying new things, give Nogurt a look-see.

It’s also low sodium, which was also awesome, since I and many others fight an endless battle with edema.  It’s vegan, certified organic, and also has a hearty boost of probiotics.

Oh, and it has DHA!  That’s awesome!  I was anxious at first, and googled the brand of Omega’s that they use in their Nogurt and was delighted to see that it was a completely vegan and flax-free source.  You won’t be poisoned by unwanted phytoestrogens with Nogurt!

Hurrah!

The cons?  Not as many, but a couple.  Not everyone likes the taste of bananas, but I seriously love bananas, so the underlying banana taste wasn’t off-putting to me.  The other thing is, if you’re expecting something to be thick like yogurt, you might be a bit bummed.  However, remember that there are no funky stabilizers in Nogurt, and bring a straw.  And, yeah, I crave the tart — that’s why I miss yogurt.

But, as a yummy, ethical, lightly sweetened pudding-flavored kefir with a healthy dose of probiotics and DHA, I was very happy with Nogurt and would definitely buy it.  I’m not sure how much it’ll sell for, but if I see it in stores, I’ll keep you guys updated.

Another obsession of mine: hummus and hot sauce.

And that was breakfast!

Lunch was consumed a few hours later, in literally maybe five minutes.

I have a bad habit of spending too long getting dressed in the morning before work, leaving myself standing in the kitchen twenty minutes before I need to leave and unsure of what I’m going to have.

I threw this together in five minutes, and spent the next ten shoveling it into my mouth.

It contained the last of my green beans, tons of broccoli, a cup of peas, a mushroom (chopped), a half a cup of chickpeas, and two or so servings of hummus and a ton of hot sauce.

Eaten throughout the afternoon.

Work was insane today.

It’s so weird, how work is either totally slow and completely dead, or it’s ridiculously frantic and I have no time to breathe.

I threw a plum, this Boomi bar, and a few handfuls of dry cereal into my purse to eat at work, and had to break off nibbles of the bar to sneak into my mouth between patients because it was so busy today.  It took me nearly two hours to eat it.

Huge plum -- almost the size of my fist.

I was lucky to snag a couple minutes to nosh down this plum, too.

Amor, as I said, took me to dinner after work, but as soon as I got home, I had a mad craving for grapes.

I indulged said craving happily.

Sorry for the awful photo. Night comes early nowadays.

And, in true dessert fashion, stuffed a couple dates with peanut butter, then stuck wedges of chocolate into them.

I threw them into the microwave on 70% power for about 25 seconds, then let them cool for a minute then happily devoured.

Another date and a few more pieces of chocolate slipped into my mouth after the camera was turned off for the night.

Just melted enough that it oozes when you bite into it.

I just found out that I’m working tomorrow (I thought I had the morning off), which is fine.

Extra hours never hurt anyone, and besides, my boss is awesome and I love my job.

Tomorrow is Amor’s Fantasty Football picks get-together, which should prove entertaining.  However, I’ll be scrubbing the house from top to bottom (he’s helping, of course!) to make the house presentable for his friends, so I most likely will be away most of the day.

Does anyone you know go crazy over football or any other sport?

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

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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

Hey, guys!

Sorry to spring this on you, but I’m still sick.

I’m now fighting off an ear infection, got a killer sunburn yesterday (I swear, the lotion and sunblock were in identical bottles) and I broke a fingernail today, which further drives home the point that no, I’m not doing well, and I really am unhealthy.

Since I don’t want this blog to become a woe-is-me blog, I’m thinking about overhauling my entire approach to blogging.  Since getting sick, I’ve been in a food rut, trying to make “safe” food choices to avoid getting sicker.

Plus, since I’m tired and weak all the time, my usual verve is gone.

Makes for very boring blogging.

I need time off, a hiatus.  Not for long — just until I heal a wee bit more.

I may reduce my daily posts to once a day, once every few days…not quite sure yet.

I’m just not the same person who started this blog.  Being sick forces you to change and adapt, and I need to re-evaluate myself to see if this blog is evolving with me.

Thanks for understanding! ❤

Afternoon!

I was starving today!

This is why I don’t count calories: already, just after lunch, I’ve eaten more today that most people eat on a daily basis.

If I were hung up on numbers and calories, I’d be freaking out right about now.

However, I did two and a half hours of pretty intense yard work, and I’m PMSing up a storm.  Jus’ throwing that out there.

These pictures don’t really show the extent of what I’ve eaten this afternoon, but let’s try anyway, hey?

Pre-yardwork: date with peanut butter.

Then I went outside with a oversized pair of glorified scissors, and attacked the blackberry bush that seems intent on invading and summarily taking over the yard.

I ate its offspring as revenge:

Fresh blackberries from my yard.

Yes, I realize that berries aren’t just plant babies.  They’re, what, ovaries?

Or something?

Whoa, that’s now two references to the female reproductive cycle I’ve made during this post.  Go me!

Then, two and a half hours, the feasting began.

Post yardwork:

Making do with what's left in the house.

Tons of broccoli, tons of green beans, cup of peas, 2/3 cup chickpeas, half a ginorm avocado, serving-plus of spinach, two heaping tablespoons of hummus, and hot sauce.

Tasted like heaven.

Mouth wanted more.

I stuffed a plum in there instead.

Huge plum, very ripe and sweet and yum.

Still not satisfied.

Ate a Peanut Butter Cookie Larabar.

Frozen, of course, since that’s what the cool kids are doing nowadays.

Love these!

And, since that wasn’t enough, I had foolishly left an entire baggie of chocolate meltaways on the coffee table last night.

There were probably about 40-50 grams of chocolate in the satchel.

Without even having to leave my comfy spot on the couch, I leisurely reached for my chocolate fix.

I ate them.  All of them.  No doubting that.

Ate this, times, like...ten?

And that wasn’t enough.

Even as I type this, I feel that gnawing hunger in my gut that tells me maybe this isn’t food related?

I’ve been researching low stomach acid nonstop for three days, and I’m starting to suspect that might be what’s making me sick.

So, anyway.  I ate two huge (like, biggest ones in the box) dates with a tablespoon of almond butter.

Forgive the awful photo, but I was in the living room, where the lighting is awful.

And I still have this weird gnawing/cold hunger pain in my stomach.

Sigh.

Yes, I’m sick.  Yes, I feel like I’m doomed to be sick for like, ever.  Hiss, boo on you, body.

Do you prefer to do indoor chores or outside chores? It was either sweep the house, or prune the yard.  I chose the yard.

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

Morning!

And thus the eternal battle rages onward: is it “yogurt” or “yoghurt”?

One can’t help but wonder the answer to that, as they spoon the creamy deliciousness onto their porridge.

However, if I’m calling my breakfast “porridge,” shouldn’t I just take the plunge and call the fermented non-dairy blobs atop of it “yoghurt”?

The world may never know.

Peanut butter, bananas, and yog(h)urt.

Despite the confusion as to what I’m really eating (yogurt?  yoghurt?), this meal was exceptionally delicious.

I prepared a bowl of kasha with 1/4 cup dry kasha, a cup of water, a bit of cinnamon and vanilla, about a third of a cup of slightly-sweetened almond milk, and one whole egg for texture and protein.

A few weeks back, I purchased some untoasted buckwheat groats — anyone try them?  Are they any good?

Delicious drippy dollops of peanut butter compete for space with the yog(h)urt.

I melted about a half a humongo banana into my kasha, and let it cook for a couple minutes to allow the banana-y awesomeness to integrate throughout my porridge.

Then I sliced the other half directly onto my kasha.

I made peanut butter sauce (around 1.5 tbs peanut butter with almond milk, nuke and stir) and drizzled it over my bananas, then topped the porridge with about a half a cup of coconut milk yog(h)urt.

Delish!

I’ve started taking probiotics, as per the recommendation of my doctor.

I’m kinda “meh” about it, since I’ve gotten to the point where I realize that anything I’ve been told to take as a supplement for my health has actually hurt me rather than helped me: soy, flax, calcium…the list goes on.

I’ve started taking Align, but since I don’t want any one bacteria to run a monopoly in my gut, I decided to add a probiotic yog(h)urt to my diet, as well.

I think it’s giving me false hunger, though.  I’m ready to eat my arm, even though I just finished breakfast.  The same thing happened yesterday, as well.  It’s the same sort of cold churning that I get when I eat things like apples.

Do you take any supplements? I also take a Flintstone’s multivitamin, but I’m ready to ditch the medicine and just start eating real food for my nutrients.  Have you ever done anything like that?

Thanks for reading!

❤ 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

Good afternoon!

I apologize for taking off yesterday without warning, but I had a pretty emotionally harrowing evening yesterday, and needed time to reflect on it.

I’m sure you all understand, and I appreciate it.

Today’s breakfast was huge and delicious, and was exactly what I was craving.

This was the most flavorful breakfast, ever.

I woke up hungry, which meant that things kept jumping into my cereal bowl without my knowledge, and by the time I was ready to assemble it, I realized that my typical 22-oz cereal bowl wasn’t large enough to hold it all!

These pictures do not do this breakfast justice.

After transferring the entire mess to a larger bowl, I was more than ready to dig in.

Chocolate, peanut butter, and banana in every bite.

I admit it, this is just a larger version of yesterday’s breakfast, with the addition of coconut-milk yogurt.

I added a thick layer of peanut butter to two brown rice cakes.

I filled each layer with chocolate MIM crumbs (2 tbs peanut flour, 2 tbs cocoa, 1/4 tsp baking powder, 1/4 cup applesauce, 1 large egg) and slices of a huuuuge banana.

I want to eat this every day.

I added well over a cup of almond milk, then topped it with tons of coconut milk yogurt (a half a cup-ish?).

Seriously, after I added the milk, the rice cakes and muffin soaked it all up, and I had a brimming bowl of delicious chocolate-peanut-buttery-banana bliss.

I’m not ashamed to admit that I ate like, 99% of this before my tummy was begging for mercy.

Are your eyes ever bigger than your tummy?  Have you ever filled your plate only to realize that there was no way you were going to be able to finish it? Yep.  Happens to me all the time.

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

And, further proof that I just make up titles as I go: yes, rice cakes do make better breakfasts.

Good morning!

I love Saturday mornings.  I always have — something about it simply exudes “me time” and despite having to get ready for work in a few minutes, I feel no great rush or urgency.

Saturdays are awesome.

My breakfast, too, was awesome.

Chocolate cake, peanut butter, and banana. Yes, I love breakfast.

I did not want hot cereal this morning.

I feel like perhaps I’m getting in a food rut with my kasha.  Now that I’m working again, sometimes I don’t have time to think.  I just sorta have to go on autopilot and get my meal started so I can start getting ready for work and/or school.

(School starts on the 30th — yikes!  I’m feeling nervous, to say the least.  It’s my first semester as a full time student AND working part time.)

Delicious crumbles of chocolate cake to soak up the almond milk.

Fortunately, I planned ahead and made myself an extra MIM last night.

I know.  I planned ahead with a MIM.  Who does stuff like that?

“Oh!  It takes an entire minute to make!  I better make it the night before!”

Yep.

Chilly-good almond milk rounded out this perfect meal.

Neveryoumind, I threw it in the microwave this morning for about fifteen seconds to take the chill off it, so my planning-ahead efforts only bought me thirty seconds, max.

Omigosh, guys, it was Seriously. So. Good.

I smeared three brown rice cakes with a liberal slathering of peanut butter, and layered them in my cereal bowl.  Between each layer were banana slices.

Make this! Now. Do it. You won't regret it.

Then I dropped warm crumbles of chocolate cake onto it.

When the warm cake hit the peanut butter, the peanut butter melted ever-so slightly, transferring its yummy goodness onto the chocolate cake.

There’s something about eating chocolate, peanut butter, and bananas first thing in the a.m. that makes everything just seem right with the world.

Plus, the almond milk turned everything into mush, which made each spoonful a homogeneous conglomeration of peanut butter, chocolate, and banana mush with both hot and cold textures.

I love breakfast.  I love eating.  Food is awesome.

Do you prefer hot cereal or cold cereal in the morning?  Or are you not a cereal person at all? I’m a hot cereal kinda gal, but something about cold cereal on a Saturday morning makes me feel like a kid again.

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

Good morning!

I have decided to be a doctor, and I’m going to get my medical degree from Google University.

(I just googled Google University, by the way, and evidently something like that exists?  Random.)

But yeah, I keep stumbling on relevant medical information upon Google which leads me to believe that I’m now at least as smart, if not smarter, than any doctor who went to school.

In other words, I just found out something else that might be making me sick.

Moving on!  Let’s talk about breakfast!

One of the most delicious breakfasts so far.

I wanted banana, but I also wanted almonds, and I wanted the sweet-sour tang that other fruits have to offer me.

So, I decided to go for it, and incorporate all of my cravings into one bowl.

I cooked my kasha in the typical manner, with an egg and cinnamon and almond milk.

Banana-blueberry-cherry fluff topped with almonds.

In my food processor, I combined most of a banana, about a half a cup of frozen cherries, and about a half a cup or so of frozen blueberries.

I pureed them until they were voluminous and fluffy, then layered a third of them into the bottom of my bowl.

I topped it with a layer of kasha, then repeated the process two more times.

So delicious and sweet!

I topped the ensemble with a heaping double-handful of slivered almonds, then attacked.

Random confession: the berry fluff cooled down my kasha considerably, making it lukewarm and tepid.  I nuked it again to take the chill of.  Tepid foods = icky.

Sorry to change the subject on you guys here, but this blog is not meant to be a downer.  If you want, you can view it as a sappy happy story with a message of inspiration: One Woman’s Triumph Over Illness!

Or stuff.

But, since this is a food blog, and I think my eating is making me sick, I’m gonna talk about it a bit.

Something that irked me yesterday, that I didn’t remember until I got home.  About the edema?  You know what the doctor said when I told her I’m retaining literally a gallon of water a day then can’t sleep at night because my body is working so hard to eliminate it?  She said, “Drink two liters of water before dinner, so that you won’t be up all night using the bathroom.”

Yep.  It’s like, she missed the entire, help-my-body-is-swollen bit and focused on the peeing all night part.  Sigh.

Sorry, did I gross anyone out?

Have you ever tried a breakfast parfait? Sorry, lame question!  I’m sorta addle-pated right now.  Heh.

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz