ADDENDA:
Kevin Smith is so in love with McDonalds that for breakfast, he brings his co-star, Jennifer Gardner, a McGriddle sandwich while she's pregnant. If I was a a crazy Christian, I'd say that's a form of child-abuse...
BREAKFAST: 11am, toasted bagel with hummus, seltzer, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
PM SNACK: 3pm, saltines with almond butter, 1 square dark chocolate, .25 bowls, hunger 4/5
DINNER: 5pm, 3 bbq ribs, 2 slices scallion pancake, 2 large pork dumplings, 1 crab rangoon, small amount of pad thai, small amount of shrimp & brocolli, water, fortune cookie, 2.5 bowls, hunger 4/5
B, Hermomma, and I went to a Chinese restaurant over the border in Salem, NH that is owned by the family of one of my best friends. Her mom greeted us, ordered the food for us, and didn't let us pay. We came home with ridiculous amounts of food. I only ate till I felt moderately full - I think in the past, I would of eaten as much as possible, to the point of bursting, but I know better now. Still, there is a late night snack coming up....
EVENING SNACK: 9pm, 2 dumplings, pad thai, one bowl, hunger 3/5
Saturday, March 1
Friday, February 29
Off ta Bahstahn
ADDENDA:
Taking the train this afternoon with B to Boston to hang with her mom at the old homestead together for the last time. I remember the last time I went to the home I grew up in, it was to move furniture into my first rental in Manhattan. That was probably my first big life change in regards to realizing my parents were not only getting older, but possibly mortal, too.
ANYWAY, I look forward to it.
I'm currently reading the book of Kevin Smith's
personal blog, of whose film work I am a fan but not a big fan of his self-absorbed writing. However, I'm shocked/horrified by what he writes about....what he eats. He wakes up and rolls out to McDonalds/Baja Fresh/Carl Jrs/Quiznos to get breakfast for his family, and when they go out for breakfast they go to a deli. And he, being a big fat ass, snacks on 'low carb ice cream' and diet soda. WTF? This is an intelligent dude with lots of money and a great career and happy family and friends and an (apparently) sunny disposition, so why is he eating like a cracked-out garbage truck? Shit, looks like he's eating garbage on the cover!
Speaking of fat asses, after breakfast I weighed 235, same as ever. I guess that feeling of lightness was just that, a feeling.
BREAKFAST: 9:30 am, good yogurt with nuts, honey and vanilla, half a gus soda, 1 bowl, hunger 3/5
Felt the urge for a shot of sugar, but even though the soda is relatively low sugar, half a 12 oz bottle was enough.
LUNCH: 12:30, a few pieces of bread and olive oil, margherita pizza, 2 bowls, hunger 4/5
Brunch in Brooklyn with a friend at Savoia, has a wood-burning oven. The crust had a nice chew and char, but the small pools of boring hard moz kinda made it mediocre.
DINNER: 5pm, 3 inira, 2 summer rolls, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
Eh japanese in Penn Station
SNACK: 7pm, whole wheat pretzels with good peanut butter, .5 bowls, hunger 4/5
Train, brought with.
SNACK: 9pm, bag of potatochips, super-sized snickers bar, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
Train, bought on. Thought it was a normal sized candy bar till I sat down with it and say it had 3 servings to it. Inspired by reading the Kevin Smith book, where I find he is on the Atkins diet, hence sausage patties from McD's in the morning and steaks in the evenings, and lowcarb frozen pizza and ice cream in the middle, yechchchch!
SNACK: midnight, half a bagel and half a bialy with hummus, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
Snickity snack with B and her momma.
Taking the train this afternoon with B to Boston to hang with her mom at the old homestead together for the last time. I remember the last time I went to the home I grew up in, it was to move furniture into my first rental in Manhattan. That was probably my first big life change in regards to realizing my parents were not only getting older, but possibly mortal, too.
ANYWAY, I look forward to it.
I'm currently reading the book of Kevin Smith's
personal blog, of whose film work I am a fan but not a big fan of his self-absorbed writing. However, I'm shocked/horrified by what he writes about....what he eats. He wakes up and rolls out to McDonalds/Baja Fresh/Carl Jrs/Quiznos to get breakfast for his family, and when they go out for breakfast they go to a deli. And he, being a big fat ass, snacks on 'low carb ice cream' and diet soda. WTF? This is an intelligent dude with lots of money and a great career and happy family and friends and an (apparently) sunny disposition, so why is he eating like a cracked-out garbage truck? Shit, looks like he's eating garbage on the cover!Speaking of fat asses, after breakfast I weighed 235, same as ever. I guess that feeling of lightness was just that, a feeling.
BREAKFAST: 9:30 am, good yogurt with nuts, honey and vanilla, half a gus soda, 1 bowl, hunger 3/5
Felt the urge for a shot of sugar, but even though the soda is relatively low sugar, half a 12 oz bottle was enough.
LUNCH: 12:30, a few pieces of bread and olive oil, margherita pizza, 2 bowls, hunger 4/5
Brunch in Brooklyn with a friend at Savoia, has a wood-burning oven. The crust had a nice chew and char, but the small pools of boring hard moz kinda made it mediocre.
DINNER: 5pm, 3 inira, 2 summer rolls, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
Eh japanese in Penn Station
SNACK: 7pm, whole wheat pretzels with good peanut butter, .5 bowls, hunger 4/5
Train, brought with.
SNACK: 9pm, bag of potatochips, super-sized snickers bar, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
Train, bought on. Thought it was a normal sized candy bar till I sat down with it and say it had 3 servings to it. Inspired by reading the Kevin Smith book, where I find he is on the Atkins diet, hence sausage patties from McD's in the morning and steaks in the evenings, and lowcarb frozen pizza and ice cream in the middle, yechchchch!
SNACK: midnight, half a bagel and half a bialy with hummus, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
Snickity snack with B and her momma.
Thursday, February 28
Back to the Old House, err, Office
ADDENDA:
Getting excited about Dinnerfest, lots of positive response. Starting to realize how much work it's going to be, which makes it more exciting.
Went to the office today to get some samples to send to some employers who contacted me recently. Brought lunch and ended up in the lunch corner of the office with ex-fellow coworkers, shooting the shit. Rather than being depressing, it was the opposite, it was really good to see those folks and they seemed genuinely happy to see me.
When I left the house this morning into the bitter cold, my moods elevated and I had a certain feeling of....lightness. Going to weigh myself tomorrow to see if it's based in anything.
BREAKFAST: 9:30am, good yogurt with honey, vanilla, nuts, 1 bowl, hunger 3/5
Really, quantity-wise a half bowl, but the Fage is so rich and flavorful and dense, it feels like a full bowl.
LUNCH: 2pm, leftover homemade pasta & ragu, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
PM SNACK: 6:30pm, baby carrots, red pepper, cucumber, ranch dressing, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
DINNER: 8:30pm, pernil with blackbeans, white rice, fried plantains, 3 greeeasy churros with dulce de leche, 1 whiskey sour, water, 2.5 bowls, hunger 4/5
Good time in Brooklyn with a friend and her new boyfriend, good vibe all around. This was a favorite restaurant of theirs, and when the waitress asked if we wanted an appetizer, both said no, the portions are large. They were right, my plate had about 3 bowls on it, and ate about 2/3 of it to save room for desert, which came off the 'light' part of the desert menu. I dunno, any fried dough that squirts grease in your mouth when you first bite it is a bit of stretch to call 'light'. Maybe because it came with 4 short fried sticks instead of 6 huge ones?
I didn't like the pernil (like the Chinese pork the other night, too much fat and the meat was stringy) - I think I just don't like braised meats in general...though I do like me a Cuban sandwich, I should try to make one....
Getting excited about Dinnerfest, lots of positive response. Starting to realize how much work it's going to be, which makes it more exciting.
Went to the office today to get some samples to send to some employers who contacted me recently. Brought lunch and ended up in the lunch corner of the office with ex-fellow coworkers, shooting the shit. Rather than being depressing, it was the opposite, it was really good to see those folks and they seemed genuinely happy to see me.
When I left the house this morning into the bitter cold, my moods elevated and I had a certain feeling of....lightness. Going to weigh myself tomorrow to see if it's based in anything.
BREAKFAST: 9:30am, good yogurt with honey, vanilla, nuts, 1 bowl, hunger 3/5
Really, quantity-wise a half bowl, but the Fage is so rich and flavorful and dense, it feels like a full bowl.
LUNCH: 2pm, leftover homemade pasta & ragu, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
PM SNACK: 6:30pm, baby carrots, red pepper, cucumber, ranch dressing, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
DINNER: 8:30pm, pernil with blackbeans, white rice, fried plantains, 3 greeeasy churros with dulce de leche, 1 whiskey sour, water, 2.5 bowls, hunger 4/5
Good time in Brooklyn with a friend and her new boyfriend, good vibe all around. This was a favorite restaurant of theirs, and when the waitress asked if we wanted an appetizer, both said no, the portions are large. They were right, my plate had about 3 bowls on it, and ate about 2/3 of it to save room for desert, which came off the 'light' part of the desert menu. I dunno, any fried dough that squirts grease in your mouth when you first bite it is a bit of stretch to call 'light'. Maybe because it came with 4 short fried sticks instead of 6 huge ones?
I didn't like the pernil (like the Chinese pork the other night, too much fat and the meat was stringy) - I think I just don't like braised meats in general...though I do like me a Cuban sandwich, I should try to make one....
Wednesday, February 27
Cafe Wildberger's Dinnerfest 2008!!
ADDENDA:
Betsy is leaving town to help her mother organize moving from Boston to NY - she'll be away from Saturday, March 8 to Thursday, March 13th. Last night, over dinner with Corinna, we were doing the run down of how our lives were, what was going on etc, and the one thing I expressed concern over is the week Betsy is going to go away - it's going to be lonely.
My mom on occasion would leave town on work trips, leaving my dad alone, who retired a few years before her due to health reasons. I would make a point of seeing him every day in those periods, and each visit was centered around food. One day he would make his day based on coming to midtown to eat at the cheap but good corporate cafeteria at the law firm I was designing at, then a digestive walk after. Another day I would pop by his apartment for dinner, either cook up a simple pasta and sauce from a jar, or order in Chinese, then TV or sitting around reading together. If it was a weekend, we'd go to the Village for either a movie, a museum, a play, an opera or shopping for books and music, but always a meal in a restaurant.
We never spoke much, I always thought he was just naturally quiet, though now that I'm married, I've come to realize that we were BOTH similar in our quietness. Alone together was our favorite way of being. I have no regrets, for when we did talk on that rare occasion, all that needed to be said was said.
He only said it once, but it kinda opened my eyes. Over some simple dinner in his apartment, he said to me, "Noah, don't tell her, but I really miss your mother. Even her yelling and nagging." I kind of knew he did, but for him to say it, to quote the Flaming Lips, a spoonful weighed a ton.
In the year my mom was alive after my dad passed away, she retired and for the brief window after she got over her grieving and before she was diagnoses with cancer, she started to come visit me at work once a week to the corporate cafeteria. After the meal, going down in the elevator for our digestive walk, she made some crack about dad (we both had very dark senses of humor and we greatly enjoyed making very inappropriate comments about dad's eccentricities, especially in his dotage.), which made me remember what he had said that time. In that elevator, I told her, you know, I remember when your way on a trip, dad said this. She didn't reply, and looked straight ahead at the closed elevator doors. I could tell she was holding back tears. For the first time, her silence was equally potent to my fathers.
ANYWAY, back to last night with Corinna. After mentioning my upcoming loneliness, we discussed her and her husband coming over for dinner - why not during that time? It's not ideal with B away, but still. Then the flash of memory of meals with my parents when the other was away and....why don't I have dinner with friends every night B is away? Why, I should cook every night, challenge myself in a new way - if I'm going to engage Culinary School properly and maybe even work in and around a kitchen, I have to do it in a concentrated way.
So in the next day or two, I'll be sending out an email to my friends inviting them to come over for a good dinner one night between Saturday and Wednesday. There will be one pizza night and one vegan night, the other three nights given to a pasta, a meat and a fish. Each night will have a starter and a dessert. Left overs will be reused the following night (risotto one night will be the next night's arrancini, etc.), though some dishes (like vanilla icecream) will be stretched to 2 nights. Hmmmmm.....the mind boggles.
BREAKFAST: 11am, organic cornflakes with good milk, .75 bowls, hunger 3/5
Woke up late, then B called inviting me over for lunch, within two hours. Wake up, lazy bones!
LUNCH #1: 12:30pm, tomato soup, 1 piece bread, 1.25 bowls, hunger 3/5
Lunch at Bar Stuzzini, not hungry. Betsy ordered this good-looking fried artichokes, but I just wasn't feelin' on fried food. I ordered 'tomato and bread soup', but the soup came surprisingly bread-free.
LUNCH #2: 3pm, baby carrots and red pepper spears with sea salt, .75 bowl, hunger 4/5
Rather than sprinkling the clumpy salt, I filled the bowl up with water and salted it, then poured off the water after 10 seconds. The veg is lightly and evenly salted.
LUNCH #3: 4:30pm, leftover risotto, .75 bowl, hunger 4/5
Damn, I love leftovers sometimes. Sitting in the fridge a few days softened the rice a little.
DINNER: 8:30pm, homemade ragu bolognese over homemade
linguine with parm, lemon seltzer, 1.75 bowls, hunger 4/5
It took 2.5 hours from pulling the ingredients to eating, but was an fun meal to prep. The sauce is from the Batali cookbook, with pork, veal and pancetta, milk and white wine, oil and onion, celery and carrot, and a small bullet of tomato paste. Simmered for 1.5 hours, it thickened up nicely. Finished it with sea salt and pepper, and is surprisingly tasty in that slightly funky, meaty round way. The pasta, all egg and bread flour, was as toothsome as ever.
Eating one bowl was easy, and fully intended to eat a full 2nd, but as I was eating it started feeling full. Now I wish I waited between bowls, would of probably eaten less.
Betsy is leaving town to help her mother organize moving from Boston to NY - she'll be away from Saturday, March 8 to Thursday, March 13th. Last night, over dinner with Corinna, we were doing the run down of how our lives were, what was going on etc, and the one thing I expressed concern over is the week Betsy is going to go away - it's going to be lonely.
My mom on occasion would leave town on work trips, leaving my dad alone, who retired a few years before her due to health reasons. I would make a point of seeing him every day in those periods, and each visit was centered around food. One day he would make his day based on coming to midtown to eat at the cheap but good corporate cafeteria at the law firm I was designing at, then a digestive walk after. Another day I would pop by his apartment for dinner, either cook up a simple pasta and sauce from a jar, or order in Chinese, then TV or sitting around reading together. If it was a weekend, we'd go to the Village for either a movie, a museum, a play, an opera or shopping for books and music, but always a meal in a restaurant.
We never spoke much, I always thought he was just naturally quiet, though now that I'm married, I've come to realize that we were BOTH similar in our quietness. Alone together was our favorite way of being. I have no regrets, for when we did talk on that rare occasion, all that needed to be said was said.
He only said it once, but it kinda opened my eyes. Over some simple dinner in his apartment, he said to me, "Noah, don't tell her, but I really miss your mother. Even her yelling and nagging." I kind of knew he did, but for him to say it, to quote the Flaming Lips, a spoonful weighed a ton.
In the year my mom was alive after my dad passed away, she retired and for the brief window after she got over her grieving and before she was diagnoses with cancer, she started to come visit me at work once a week to the corporate cafeteria. After the meal, going down in the elevator for our digestive walk, she made some crack about dad (we both had very dark senses of humor and we greatly enjoyed making very inappropriate comments about dad's eccentricities, especially in his dotage.), which made me remember what he had said that time. In that elevator, I told her, you know, I remember when your way on a trip, dad said this. She didn't reply, and looked straight ahead at the closed elevator doors. I could tell she was holding back tears. For the first time, her silence was equally potent to my fathers.
ANYWAY, back to last night with Corinna. After mentioning my upcoming loneliness, we discussed her and her husband coming over for dinner - why not during that time? It's not ideal with B away, but still. Then the flash of memory of meals with my parents when the other was away and....why don't I have dinner with friends every night B is away? Why, I should cook every night, challenge myself in a new way - if I'm going to engage Culinary School properly and maybe even work in and around a kitchen, I have to do it in a concentrated way.
So in the next day or two, I'll be sending out an email to my friends inviting them to come over for a good dinner one night between Saturday and Wednesday. There will be one pizza night and one vegan night, the other three nights given to a pasta, a meat and a fish. Each night will have a starter and a dessert. Left overs will be reused the following night (risotto one night will be the next night's arrancini, etc.), though some dishes (like vanilla icecream) will be stretched to 2 nights. Hmmmmm.....the mind boggles.
BREAKFAST: 11am, organic cornflakes with good milk, .75 bowls, hunger 3/5
Woke up late, then B called inviting me over for lunch, within two hours. Wake up, lazy bones!
LUNCH #1: 12:30pm, tomato soup, 1 piece bread, 1.25 bowls, hunger 3/5
Lunch at Bar Stuzzini, not hungry. Betsy ordered this good-looking fried artichokes, but I just wasn't feelin' on fried food. I ordered 'tomato and bread soup', but the soup came surprisingly bread-free.
LUNCH #2: 3pm, baby carrots and red pepper spears with sea salt, .75 bowl, hunger 4/5
Rather than sprinkling the clumpy salt, I filled the bowl up with water and salted it, then poured off the water after 10 seconds. The veg is lightly and evenly salted.
LUNCH #3: 4:30pm, leftover risotto, .75 bowl, hunger 4/5
Damn, I love leftovers sometimes. Sitting in the fridge a few days softened the rice a little.
DINNER: 8:30pm, homemade ragu bolognese over homemade
linguine with parm, lemon seltzer, 1.75 bowls, hunger 4/5It took 2.5 hours from pulling the ingredients to eating, but was an fun meal to prep. The sauce is from the Batali cookbook, with pork, veal and pancetta, milk and white wine, oil and onion, celery and carrot, and a small bullet of tomato paste. Simmered for 1.5 hours, it thickened up nicely. Finished it with sea salt and pepper, and is surprisingly tasty in that slightly funky, meaty round way. The pasta, all egg and bread flour, was as toothsome as ever.
Eating one bowl was easy, and fully intended to eat a full 2nd, but as I was eating it started feeling full. Now I wish I waited between bowls, would of probably eaten less.
Tuesday, February 26
Eating Out With Friends
BREAKFAST: 10am, 5 small pancakes and 4 strips bacon, water, 1.5 bowls, hunger 4/5
Heavy, yes, but it's from my own mix from scratch and it just satisfies. The four strips of bacon was just as satisfying as 7 - it's the American in me that says if 7 satisfys, then 14 will do doubly!
LUNCH #1: 2pm, 1 huge slice of 'Zen' vegan pizza, 2 bowls, hunger 4/5
Went out to the movies with Yana, who due to work in retail has days off during the week. Before hand, went to this 'healthy' pizza place that I used to hit up all the time when I was vegan. Had 1 slace, but it was huge, and thick, as it is topped with plenty of miso-marinated tofu, vegetables, and a green-tea infused crust. Felt like a lot of food.
And let's be straight, this was not pizza. Even the crust had no chew to it, it was like a quick bread topped with all sorts of non-pizza related stuff.
PM SNACK: 2:30pm, half bag of popcorn, 2 small but intense Japanese chocolates, 1.5 bowls, hunger 3/5
Yana had these chocolates her sister sent her from Japan, you can't get them here. I think them cows they feed beer and massage all day, they must of used the milk from them happy cows to make these chocolates....intense.
LUNCH #2: 4:30pm, 5 pork & chive dumplings, 1 bowl, hunger 2/5
After the movie, we went for a snack, her idea, I wasn't hungry and ate to be friendly. Five dumplings for $2 on 14th Street off of 3rd.
DINNER: 8:30pm, 1 piece white bean bruscetta, half a portobello mushroom salad, quarter portion of fresh spinach pasta in lamb ragu, half portion of crusted cod, bite of broccoli rabe, dark chocolate terrine, 1 glass presecco, water, 2 bowls, hunger 3/5
Met with Corinna for dinner - she's one of my best friends in the universe. Unfortunately due to us both being adults (and married to other peeps), we don't see each other as often as I'd like, but when we do get together, she just makes me happy to be alive - she's an inspirational person like dat. She just got news that an academic paper she's been working on just got a deal to be published, so to celebrate we went to Po in the West Village.
Talking about getting together again, she inspired me to come up with an idea....more on it tomorrow!
Heavy, yes, but it's from my own mix from scratch and it just satisfies. The four strips of bacon was just as satisfying as 7 - it's the American in me that says if 7 satisfys, then 14 will do doubly!
LUNCH #1: 2pm, 1 huge slice of 'Zen' vegan pizza, 2 bowls, hunger 4/5
Went out to the movies with Yana, who due to work in retail has days off during the week. Before hand, went to this 'healthy' pizza place that I used to hit up all the time when I was vegan. Had 1 slace, but it was huge, and thick, as it is topped with plenty of miso-marinated tofu, vegetables, and a green-tea infused crust. Felt like a lot of food.
And let's be straight, this was not pizza. Even the crust had no chew to it, it was like a quick bread topped with all sorts of non-pizza related stuff.
PM SNACK: 2:30pm, half bag of popcorn, 2 small but intense Japanese chocolates, 1.5 bowls, hunger 3/5
Yana had these chocolates her sister sent her from Japan, you can't get them here. I think them cows they feed beer and massage all day, they must of used the milk from them happy cows to make these chocolates....intense.
LUNCH #2: 4:30pm, 5 pork & chive dumplings, 1 bowl, hunger 2/5
After the movie, we went for a snack, her idea, I wasn't hungry and ate to be friendly. Five dumplings for $2 on 14th Street off of 3rd.
DINNER: 8:30pm, 1 piece white bean bruscetta, half a portobello mushroom salad, quarter portion of fresh spinach pasta in lamb ragu, half portion of crusted cod, bite of broccoli rabe, dark chocolate terrine, 1 glass presecco, water, 2 bowls, hunger 3/5
Met with Corinna for dinner - she's one of my best friends in the universe. Unfortunately due to us both being adults (and married to other peeps), we don't see each other as often as I'd like, but when we do get together, she just makes me happy to be alive - she's an inspirational person like dat. She just got news that an academic paper she's been working on just got a deal to be published, so to celebrate we went to Po in the West Village.
Talking about getting together again, she inspired me to come up with an idea....more on it tomorrow!
Monday, February 25
Pilafed!
ADDENDA:As I was searching for an afternoon snack, I found the container of the soy icecream I made yesterday. It literally had a smear of ice cream along the side, and that's it - it made up a very shallow spoonsful. Ladies & gentlemen, my wife, Betsy!!
BREAKFAST: 10am, organic cheerios with good milk, 1 bowl, hunger 3/5
Tried a new brand of yogurt, but it look like baby's spit-up, tasted oddly bland and made me queazy. Fage it is for now.
LUNCH: 2pm, bowl of cucumber, baby carrots and red pepper with a little ranch, bowl of homemade rice pilaf, 24 oz still water, 1.75 bowls, hunger 4/5
The definition of a pilaf is a grain that is sauteed before cooking in a liquid. I grew up with pilaf out of a box, made on a stove boiled in water, tons of sodium. I took long grain brown rice and sauted it in butter with red onion, garlic and mushrooms, then plopped it in the rice cooker with lots of vegetable broth and more butter. The thing that impressed me was yes, it smelled 'pilafy' - the stuff I grew up on was an industrial imitation. However, the rice was weirdly hard and slightly undercooked. Still, very yummy and filling. Maybe stick with a recipe and use a white rice or do it on a stove next time.
PM SNACK: 5pm, boca burger on toasted sprouted whole wheat w/ ketchup, 1 meager spoonful of soy ice cream, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
DINNER: 7:30pm, a few bites of fish jerky, a few bits of chinese sweet pickled cabbage, 4 pork soup dumplings, a bite of braised pork in special sauce, a few bites of boiled taro in scallion sauce, several flounder fish sticks wrapped in seaweed, brown rice, water, cup of sesame ice cream, 1.5 bowls, hunger 4/5
Dinner in a Shanghai joint with Yana, she ordered the real stuff and the real stuff was grrrross! The fish jerky actually looked like smoked short ribs, except it has little sharp bones in it and tastes like marinated, dry funky tuna. The cabbage was a scary sweet version of coleslaw. The dumplings were ok, but were oily and tasted a bit too much like woosterchire sauce. The braised short ribs glowed red and were 85% pure gelatinous back fat with a little stringy meat attached to it, and the taro were kind of like boiled potatoes with a weird consistency. The odd fishsticks were OK, except that the frying kind of eliminated the seaweed flavor, and the fish was very fishy. We jetted across the way to the Chinatown Ice Cream factory after to put a cap on it.
EVENING SNACK: 12:30am, rice pilaf, .75 bowls, hunger 4/5
Didn't eat enough at dinner.
Sunday, February 24
Lagged
BREAKFAST #1: 3:30am, small bowl of organic chex with good milk, .5 bowl, hunger 3/5
After falling asleep so early, woke up after 8 hours of sleep and couldn't go back. Feel weird, like jet lag. Took a bath and watched a movie.
BREAKFAST #2: 7am, 1 mutsu apple, a piece of raw milk ementhaller cheese, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
Damn, I forgot how good this is - the apple was the right tart/sweet level and crisp as a juicy cracker, the cheese was wonderfully mild tasting with a silky sharp finish. This should be a regular breakfast option!
LUNCH: Noon, homemade cheese ravioli with pizza sauce, homemade roasted broccoli, water, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
Took a 3 hour nap then made lunch for B & me. Roasted brocolli from a recipe I saw on tee-vee, with panko crumbs, garlic, olive oil, salt & pepper and a bit of cheddar, really straight forward.
I need to make proper pasta sauce and bank it in the freezer. Still, B said that the raviolis were as good as any she ever had in a restaurant, which made me happy. The sauce would of been a disaster, but the raviolis themselves were pretty good, pat myself on the back. etc.
PM SNACK: 2pm, homemade chocolate soy ice cream, 1.5 bowls, hunger 4/5
Needed something sweet, the only thing I had the ingredients to lying around was soy icecream. Was tempted to eat a 2nd bowl, but figured I should save some for B. However, scraping out the barrel ended up accounting for another half a bowl.
PM SNACK: 5pm, several handfuls of popcorn, .25 bowl, hunger 3/5
DINNER: 8pm, vegan singapore mei fun, a couple of small vegan appetizers, water, 1.5 bowls, hunger 4/5
Dinner out with B & the HVS at Wild Ginger on Broome, a good meal. Portions seemed nicely constrained, but definitely more than one bowl. Went back home and served them soy ice cream, didn't have any myself because there was no craving. The HVS had 2nds, which I found very complementary.
After falling asleep so early, woke up after 8 hours of sleep and couldn't go back. Feel weird, like jet lag. Took a bath and watched a movie.
BREAKFAST #2: 7am, 1 mutsu apple, a piece of raw milk ementhaller cheese, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
Damn, I forgot how good this is - the apple was the right tart/sweet level and crisp as a juicy cracker, the cheese was wonderfully mild tasting with a silky sharp finish. This should be a regular breakfast option!
LUNCH: Noon, homemade cheese ravioli with pizza sauce, homemade roasted broccoli, water, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
Took a 3 hour nap then made lunch for B & me. Roasted brocolli from a recipe I saw on tee-vee, with panko crumbs, garlic, olive oil, salt & pepper and a bit of cheddar, really straight forward.
I need to make proper pasta sauce and bank it in the freezer. Still, B said that the raviolis were as good as any she ever had in a restaurant, which made me happy. The sauce would of been a disaster, but the raviolis themselves were pretty good, pat myself on the back. etc.
PM SNACK: 2pm, homemade chocolate soy ice cream, 1.5 bowls, hunger 4/5
Needed something sweet, the only thing I had the ingredients to lying around was soy icecream. Was tempted to eat a 2nd bowl, but figured I should save some for B. However, scraping out the barrel ended up accounting for another half a bowl.
PM SNACK: 5pm, several handfuls of popcorn, .25 bowl, hunger 3/5
DINNER: 8pm, vegan singapore mei fun, a couple of small vegan appetizers, water, 1.5 bowls, hunger 4/5
Dinner out with B & the HVS at Wild Ginger on Broome, a good meal. Portions seemed nicely constrained, but definitely more than one bowl. Went back home and served them soy ice cream, didn't have any myself because there was no craving. The HVS had 2nds, which I found very complementary.
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