Went to yoga in the morning, and it started with a very uncomfortable seated position sitting on fully extended ankles -- I guess it's good because cycling encourages a very tight and limited range of ankle motion, but my ankles felt stretchy and rubbery the rest of the day. Makes me think I should yogacize more often. A Mommy & Me class may be in my future this week.
When I got home from yoga with the HVS, B went on a bike ride and I put Edles in a sling and walked her up to the Union Square farmer's market. Ate pizza at a few random slice joints I never tried before, none that good.
Went with D for Korean BBQ in the evening, fun as always. We took a wander through the Korean grocery store after, some very odd stuff -- dried sweet n' crunchy crabs, stuffed pancake mix, sardines packed in soy paste, a children's shaved-ice kit.
BREAKFAST: 8:30am, good granola with good milk, .75 bowl, hunger 4/5
LUNCH: 1pm, 2 slices of streetza, chocolate ice cream cone, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
The first slice from a new hole in the wall on ave A, a typical mess of too much cheese. Second slice for the $1 slice shop on Ave A, it tasted amazingly like....nothing. Very chewy.
DINNER: 7:30pm, bulgogi, rice, sour tofu stew, kimchi pan jeon, 5 or 6 samplings of starter dishes including jellyfish, cold fishcake, seaweed crunch stuff, kimchi, apples in mayo, water, 1.5 bowl, hunger 4/5
EVENING SNACK: 9pm, men's pocky, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
A score from the Korean grocery store. Thin pretzel sticks coated in "bitter chocolate", but tasted pretty sweet to me.
Saturday, September 19
Friday, September 18
Pirate of the HIgh Seas of Pizza
With B home with Edles, I rode out to Coney Island, a nice relaxed trip. Stopped by my fishball vendor on the way home, but by the time we were in a cab going uptown to B's family for a holiday dinner, realized I was starving. We stopped in the slice joint across from my mommainlaw's home, but was told they were 4 minutes away from the next slice. Talk about poor management. If you're a friggin' slice joint, YOU HAVE TO HAVE SLICES ON HAND!! It's cool they're baking them fresh and not 15 pies in the morning to reheat all day. But they should always be one pie ahead of running out. I wanted to jump behind the counter and slap each counterperson, then hijack it like a pirate of the high seas and declare myself manager-captain.
BREAKFAST: 9am, toasted bagel with cream cheese, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
PM SNACK: 1:30pm, cherry ice, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
Near the end of my ride. Felt warm and a little dehydrated, making this ice extra delicious. There should be a book about exercises matched with the foods that will be even more delicious after performing them. Here is a sample:
DINNER: 6pm, potato chips, roast chicken, mashed potatoes, salad, asparagus, homemade cookies n' creme ice cream, flourless chocolate cake, 2 glasses wine, water, 1.5 bowl, hunger 4/5
Roshashana dinner at mother in law's, catered by Fresh Direct. Everything was pre-cooked, a reheated, except for the ice cream I brought. Nothing was served that I couldn't have made myself, better and fresher, all could have been knocked out in about 2.5 hours, for about half the expense. But this is the world we live in, I suppose.
BREAKFAST: 9am, toasted bagel with cream cheese, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
PM SNACK: 1:30pm, cherry ice, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
Near the end of my ride. Felt warm and a little dehydrated, making this ice extra delicious. There should be a book about exercises matched with the foods that will be even more delicious after performing them. Here is a sample:
DO: An hour and half yogacize withthe HVSLUNCH: 2pm, fish balls with rice noodles, .75 bowl, hunger 4/5
TASTES BETTER: Vegan Cesar salad with woody bits of tempeh!
DINNER: 6pm, potato chips, roast chicken, mashed potatoes, salad, asparagus, homemade cookies n' creme ice cream, flourless chocolate cake, 2 glasses wine, water, 1.5 bowl, hunger 4/5
Roshashana dinner at mother in law's, catered by Fresh Direct. Everything was pre-cooked, a reheated, except for the ice cream I brought. Nothing was served that I couldn't have made myself, better and fresher, all could have been knocked out in about 2.5 hours, for about half the expense. But this is the world we live in, I suppose.
Thursday, September 17
Cheesus does not love his pretzel.
Today was a slow start, but got out of the house and made it to Central Park. In the subway, a man playing steel drums dedicated a song to Edie, then a smelly-looking man asked me what "his" name was. I didn't want to engage him, so I just said "Eddie". What's an extra D between strangers? Moments later, the greasy-looking beardy quasi-hipster I was standing next to in the crowded uptown 5 train announces loudly, in a comically high voice, that we were all saved because "Cheesus" loved us, etc etc.
BREAKFAST: 8am, organic cheerios with the good milk, .75 bowl, hunger 4/5
LUNCH: 11:45am, large green salad, homemade risotto, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
Wow that risotto is rich, had maybe a cup's worth but it sure packs a filling punch.
PM SNACK: 2pm, "cheese" pretzel, .75 bowl, hunger 4/5
Edie & I trekked up to the south east corner of Central Park to read a bit, and ended up spending some time in the massive FAO Schwarz toy store, lured in by the promise of a bathroom. After, found myself hungry but there are no cheap restaurants and all the vendors just sell hot dogs. The Central Park vendors sell three kinds of pretzels -- plain, cheese and "pizza". I said what the hell, let's see what a pizza pretzel is, and the vendor said "No! Cheese!" Uhhh, ok. What I got was a none-too-fresh pretzel with a line of flavorless sub-cheezewhiz cheese product in the middle of the dough. I can only shudder at the thought of a pizza version.
DINNER: 6pm, pork panang curry, shrimp & chicken dumplings, water, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
Ordering in with B&E.
EVENING SNACK: 8pm, oreo cookies, some cookies & cream ice cream, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
Bringing ice cream to dinner at yomomma's house for the beginning of the holidays.
BREAKFAST: 8am, organic cheerios with the good milk, .75 bowl, hunger 4/5
LUNCH: 11:45am, large green salad, homemade risotto, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
Wow that risotto is rich, had maybe a cup's worth but it sure packs a filling punch.
PM SNACK: 2pm, "cheese" pretzel, .75 bowl, hunger 4/5
Edie & I trekked up to the south east corner of Central Park to read a bit, and ended up spending some time in the massive FAO Schwarz toy store, lured in by the promise of a bathroom. After, found myself hungry but there are no cheap restaurants and all the vendors just sell hot dogs. The Central Park vendors sell three kinds of pretzels -- plain, cheese and "pizza". I said what the hell, let's see what a pizza pretzel is, and the vendor said "No! Cheese!" Uhhh, ok. What I got was a none-too-fresh pretzel with a line of flavorless sub-cheezewhiz cheese product in the middle of the dough. I can only shudder at the thought of a pizza version.
DINNER: 6pm, pork panang curry, shrimp & chicken dumplings, water, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
Ordering in with B&E.
EVENING SNACK: 8pm, oreo cookies, some cookies & cream ice cream, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
Bringing ice cream to dinner at yomomma's house for the beginning of the holidays.
Wednesday, September 16
Somebody save my soul
In the evening, B, E and I went to a meeting of our coop's gardening club to get keys to the gate of the plots that we'll be planting on -- a small step to recover from today's soul-destroying lunch. What does one plant in late September?
BREAKFAST: 8am, toasted bagel with homemade hummus, gatorade, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
My homemade hummus is horrible. Tastes like slightly gritty earthy chickpeas, and that's it. I went too skimpy on everything -- tahini, lemon, salt, oil. I guess I'm not ready to do this without a recipe just yet. My dad could rock out gallons of this stuff without a recipe, but he had his ratios down. Then again, was his hummus as good as I remember it?
PM SNACK: 12:30pm, roasted venison shank with marrow on croutes, bottle of Manhattan Special, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
At the resto, sampling an appetizer special. Good, especially the marrow, though the cut is a little bit tough for that cooking method. The Manhattan Special made me want to drink 4 more bottles of it.
LUNCH: 2:45pm, 2 cheeseburgers, fries, sprite, 1.5 bowl, hunger 4/5
I did not intend to go to McDonalds. After the restaurant, walked around DUMBO with Edles, popped in La Bagel Delite but didn't see anything appetizing. I took the F train one stop over to East Broadway, intending to get a snack from my squid n' rice noodle vendor, but she was absent today. Shopped at the supermarket, picked up a donut to cover myself until I got home but one bite and....urg, stale and through it out. Now ravenous. all the restaurants were dirty looking Hispanic diners and dirty looking Chinese worker spots. Carrying groceries, Edie in a sling around my neck, I just wanted....easy, fast, no hassle, clean.
The counter person was spacing and looking at her colleague playing on her cell phone, but the food still cam within 15 seconds of ordering. The burgers were room temp and unburger-like. Fries were good, though this 'medium' was the extra-large size of my youth. I should of just ordered one hockey-puck burger and a children's fries, and skipped the corn-syrup solution. Edie will NEVER eat this shitty food, the only reason it clicks with me is because I was introduced to it by my parents. Well, she may eat it on her own to experiment, but it won't be associated with my company and love.
While eating this, my first thought was, "Ugh, this isn't that good but I'm hungry" and the second thought was, "Ugh, I'm going to have to confess this in writing tonight."
DINNER: 6:30pm, homemade pizza, a little Gatorade, water, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
I made up for the damage to my soul at lunch by producing the best pizza I've made in a long time at home. Wholefoods wheat dough, left over homemade pizza sauce out of the freezer, a ball of buffala moz, generous freshly grated parm, good olive oil in a squeezy bottle, a pinch of sea salt. Let the dough defrost in the fridge this morning, and stretched it halfway an hour before finish stretching right before topping. Only used the stone on the bottom of the oven for more intense heat, let bake for 6 minutes. Luckily I got to that place where the crust is dark golden brown with dark brown splotches -- another 30 seconds and it would of gone bitter. I put the cheese down first, and everything was wet BUT minimal, so it became a really nice thin layer that all melded together into, urm, pizzaness.
I think the only fault I would have with it was that the dough wasn't home made (and because of the wholewheat element, added a whole-grainy taste to the affair) and my stretching was a little uneven, leading to a few thin and a few thick spots.
BREAKFAST: 8am, toasted bagel with homemade hummus, gatorade, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
My homemade hummus is horrible. Tastes like slightly gritty earthy chickpeas, and that's it. I went too skimpy on everything -- tahini, lemon, salt, oil. I guess I'm not ready to do this without a recipe just yet. My dad could rock out gallons of this stuff without a recipe, but he had his ratios down. Then again, was his hummus as good as I remember it?
PM SNACK: 12:30pm, roasted venison shank with marrow on croutes, bottle of Manhattan Special, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
At the resto, sampling an appetizer special. Good, especially the marrow, though the cut is a little bit tough for that cooking method. The Manhattan Special made me want to drink 4 more bottles of it.
LUNCH: 2:45pm, 2 cheeseburgers, fries, sprite, 1.5 bowl, hunger 4/5
I did not intend to go to McDonalds. After the restaurant, walked around DUMBO with Edles, popped in La Bagel Delite but didn't see anything appetizing. I took the F train one stop over to East Broadway, intending to get a snack from my squid n' rice noodle vendor, but she was absent today. Shopped at the supermarket, picked up a donut to cover myself until I got home but one bite and....urg, stale and through it out. Now ravenous. all the restaurants were dirty looking Hispanic diners and dirty looking Chinese worker spots. Carrying groceries, Edie in a sling around my neck, I just wanted....easy, fast, no hassle, clean.
The counter person was spacing and looking at her colleague playing on her cell phone, but the food still cam within 15 seconds of ordering. The burgers were room temp and unburger-like. Fries were good, though this 'medium' was the extra-large size of my youth. I should of just ordered one hockey-puck burger and a children's fries, and skipped the corn-syrup solution. Edie will NEVER eat this shitty food, the only reason it clicks with me is because I was introduced to it by my parents. Well, she may eat it on her own to experiment, but it won't be associated with my company and love.
While eating this, my first thought was, "Ugh, this isn't that good but I'm hungry" and the second thought was, "Ugh, I'm going to have to confess this in writing tonight."
DINNER: 6:30pm, homemade pizza, a little Gatorade, water, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
I made up for the damage to my soul at lunch by producing the best pizza I've made in a long time at home. Wholefoods wheat dough, left over homemade pizza sauce out of the freezer, a ball of buffala moz, generous freshly grated parm, good olive oil in a squeezy bottle, a pinch of sea salt. Let the dough defrost in the fridge this morning, and stretched it halfway an hour before finish stretching right before topping. Only used the stone on the bottom of the oven for more intense heat, let bake for 6 minutes. Luckily I got to that place where the crust is dark golden brown with dark brown splotches -- another 30 seconds and it would of gone bitter. I put the cheese down first, and everything was wet BUT minimal, so it became a really nice thin layer that all melded together into, urm, pizzaness.
I think the only fault I would have with it was that the dough wasn't home made (and because of the wholewheat element, added a whole-grainy taste to the affair) and my stretching was a little uneven, leading to a few thin and a few thick spots.
Tuesday, September 15
A Review of Orthodox Pizza
Spent the day indoors with the Bird, leaving only to vote and read in the park next door, and when B got home from work, I jetted off and met in Williamsburg for a trawl through the religious section looking for good pizza. The first place we went was the only kosher pizzeria in Williamsburg that had any sort of presence on the internet, and....it was now a schwarma and schnitzel joint.
This was on Lee Avenue, the central business strip of the religious neighborhood, with lots of black coats and frumpy dresses and quadruple-wide strollers everywhere. I leaned out of the window of L's car and called to the group of Orthodox men sitting on the stoop, "Excuse me, do you know of a kosher pizzeria around here?" They said ah, your looking for the pizza place that used to be here! One guy asked if we liked schwarma, as this new place has the best. One gave me instructions for another place a few blocks away. I asked if it was kosher, one guy said yes, the other guy wobbled his flat hand to indicate "kind of", whatever that implied.
So me and L were off, slowly driving to a 2nd place, looking closely at the storefronts , the make up of the retail business. Every block had about 3 bakeries, 1 "dry goods" store (old fashioned term for clothes), every other block a hat store or a Judaica shop. After parking and stopping more random men on the street for directions, we found our first open kosher pizza place, a "Dairy Restaurant & Pizza". This did not look promising. Bright lights, dirty linoleum tile floor, cheap fake wood furniture uncleared, lots of people crowded in (mostly women and their many kids), pizza boxes stacked up in weird places. One side of the room was one long service area, 3/4 dedicated to a hot bar full of things like liver blintzes and eggplant souffle. (I assume the liver was vegetarian.) The other 1/4 in the corner was a fairly standard pizza set up, with a crappy 2-deck Baker's Pride oven and 3 South Americans making the pizza. The front guy, an older Yiddish gentleman took our order and were served our undercooked, pale slices on red plastic trays. $2.50 a slice, and quite horrible.
L & I walked out and started stopping random Orthodox gentlemen about where to find pizza in the neighborhood. Many directed us back to where we came, but we said we were looking for other pizza. One young man asked us what was wrong with where we were, and when we said it wasn't very good, he said, hey, that's good pizza, it's what you get for Jewish pizza (his term). Other men we stopped didn't have much of a grasp of English, a few seemed, quite honestly, mentally retarded. But everyone was actually pretty cool, helpful and didn't judge us for our lack of religious apparel or head covering (though we were both sporting full beards!)
We got directions for a 3rd place finally, and we were quite confident that this must be it for Williamsburg. We trawled down Lee, popped into one of the many bakeries for a black & white (L has a sweet tooth equal to mine), and made it the pizza place, oddly called "Cafe Au Lee", a French name but the food was again 3/4 dairy restaurant and 1/4 pizza, with South Americans churning out deli-quality stuff.
We were impressed that this very low quality pizza was so popular -- on an early Tuesday evening, they were all doing booming business. So I asked L, really, is this population really looking for better pizza? Between the high bar set for entry by the religious crowd, the low bar set for quality expectations and the seemingly total lack of profits from alcohol, is an Italian-style pizzeria here really viable? After a bellyful of some crap pizza, I think he may of lost a bit of enthusiasm for the neighborhood. But it was a fun trawl.
BREAKFAST: 9am, organic cheerios with the good milk, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
I was going to buy the organic dead (i.e. homogenized and cooked at the hotter faster temp) but the expiration date was so close to the good stuff, it just didn't make any sense.
LUNCH: 12:45pm, large green salad, hot dog with kraut, mustard, onion relish, Gatorade, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
PM SNACK: 3pm, risotto, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
DINNER: 6-7pm, 2 kosher slices of pizza from 2 different joints, half can of kosher cola, 1 black & white cookie, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
The three issues with the quality of the kosher pizzas was, umm, the crust, the sauce and the cheese. Both crusts were slightly crumbly/sawdusty to the bite, indicating fresh dough that did not rest or proof. The sauce was oddly sweet, probably sugar or corn syrup was added to allow the sauce to taste 'fresh' longer. The cheese on both were surprisingly normal, by crappy standards. Both slices were of the quality of any deli in Manhattan that happens to have pizza.
This was on Lee Avenue, the central business strip of the religious neighborhood, with lots of black coats and frumpy dresses and quadruple-wide strollers everywhere. I leaned out of the window of L's car and called to the group of Orthodox men sitting on the stoop, "Excuse me, do you know of a kosher pizzeria around here?" They said ah, your looking for the pizza place that used to be here! One guy asked if we liked schwarma, as this new place has the best. One gave me instructions for another place a few blocks away. I asked if it was kosher, one guy said yes, the other guy wobbled his flat hand to indicate "kind of", whatever that implied.
So me and L were off, slowly driving to a 2nd place, looking closely at the storefronts , the make up of the retail business. Every block had about 3 bakeries, 1 "dry goods" store (old fashioned term for clothes), every other block a hat store or a Judaica shop. After parking and stopping more random men on the street for directions, we found our first open kosher pizza place, a "Dairy Restaurant & Pizza". This did not look promising. Bright lights, dirty linoleum tile floor, cheap fake wood furniture uncleared, lots of people crowded in (mostly women and their many kids), pizza boxes stacked up in weird places. One side of the room was one long service area, 3/4 dedicated to a hot bar full of things like liver blintzes and eggplant souffle. (I assume the liver was vegetarian.) The other 1/4 in the corner was a fairly standard pizza set up, with a crappy 2-deck Baker's Pride oven and 3 South Americans making the pizza. The front guy, an older Yiddish gentleman took our order and were served our undercooked, pale slices on red plastic trays. $2.50 a slice, and quite horrible.
L & I walked out and started stopping random Orthodox gentlemen about where to find pizza in the neighborhood. Many directed us back to where we came, but we said we were looking for other pizza. One young man asked us what was wrong with where we were, and when we said it wasn't very good, he said, hey, that's good pizza, it's what you get for Jewish pizza (his term). Other men we stopped didn't have much of a grasp of English, a few seemed, quite honestly, mentally retarded. But everyone was actually pretty cool, helpful and didn't judge us for our lack of religious apparel or head covering (though we were both sporting full beards!)
We got directions for a 3rd place finally, and we were quite confident that this must be it for Williamsburg. We trawled down Lee, popped into one of the many bakeries for a black & white (L has a sweet tooth equal to mine), and made it the pizza place, oddly called "Cafe Au Lee", a French name but the food was again 3/4 dairy restaurant and 1/4 pizza, with South Americans churning out deli-quality stuff.
We were impressed that this very low quality pizza was so popular -- on an early Tuesday evening, they were all doing booming business. So I asked L, really, is this population really looking for better pizza? Between the high bar set for entry by the religious crowd, the low bar set for quality expectations and the seemingly total lack of profits from alcohol, is an Italian-style pizzeria here really viable? After a bellyful of some crap pizza, I think he may of lost a bit of enthusiasm for the neighborhood. But it was a fun trawl.
BREAKFAST: 9am, organic cheerios with the good milk, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
I was going to buy the organic dead (i.e. homogenized and cooked at the hotter faster temp) but the expiration date was so close to the good stuff, it just didn't make any sense.
LUNCH: 12:45pm, large green salad, hot dog with kraut, mustard, onion relish, Gatorade, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
PM SNACK: 3pm, risotto, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
DINNER: 6-7pm, 2 kosher slices of pizza from 2 different joints, half can of kosher cola, 1 black & white cookie, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
The three issues with the quality of the kosher pizzas was, umm, the crust, the sauce and the cheese. Both crusts were slightly crumbly/sawdusty to the bite, indicating fresh dough that did not rest or proof. The sauce was oddly sweet, probably sugar or corn syrup was added to allow the sauce to taste 'fresh' longer. The cheese on both were surprisingly normal, by crappy standards. Both slices were of the quality of any deli in Manhattan that happens to have pizza.
Monday, September 14
Screaming Parsley
I was supposed to have a kosher pizza adventure today, but L postponed until tomorrow at the last minute. So unexpectedly I had the day, Edie covered by mommainlaw, and a body recovering from the 100 mile ride the day before. So I took myself to the movies and lunch, though it felt kinda....I felt like I should be working on something, not just relaxing. A focused trawl through Wholefoods made me feel a little bit better.
BREAKFAST: 9am, good yogurt with honey and almond extract, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
Really running out of food, must do a food shop soon. Wasn't in the mood for yogurt, but it was either that or hotdogs! To change it up, I swapped out vanilla with almond, which I will...never do again. Blechch!
AM SNACK: 11:45am, slice of streetza, .75 bowl, hunger 4/5
LUNCH: 3:15pm, spinach salad with carrot dressing, hijiki tofu patty, water, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5 Lunch at Dojo.
DINNER: 6pm, sea scallops, risotto, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
Made dinner for B & yomomma. I got these huge sea scallops from wholefoods, they were advertised as "wild", but what I didn't know until I cooked them is that they were treated with a saline solution which does two things -- preserves their color and freshness, and makes them absorb a huge amount of water. So when I cooked them, it a) took longer to cook, b) they shrunk and released a lot of water into the pan, preventing browning and c) ended up just not very good. And I paid $19.99 a pound for a lot of water.
The risotto, on the other hand, was off da hook. I used my simple c-school recipe to make an unadorned risotto, something I was craving after trying the HVS's subpar rice pudding. Used up the last of my chicken stock, last of my sherry, finished wth a lot of freshly grated parm, a container of marscapone and a half stick of butter. When I finished it with minced parsley, the parsley just SCREAMED flavor, enhanced by the fat, the salt, the underlying shallot and garlic and reduced wine. Wow. A little bit rich, though.
Even though quantity-wise this meal was maybe .75 bowl, I suspect calorically it was closer to 1.25. I haven't thought that way in terms of bowls before, but it seems more honest. Which begs the question, how many calories in a "bowl"? A bowl of water is different than a bowl of ice cream. Oh well, the silliness of a blog...
BREAKFAST: 9am, good yogurt with honey and almond extract, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
Really running out of food, must do a food shop soon. Wasn't in the mood for yogurt, but it was either that or hotdogs! To change it up, I swapped out vanilla with almond, which I will...never do again. Blechch!
AM SNACK: 11:45am, slice of streetza, .75 bowl, hunger 4/5
LUNCH: 3:15pm, spinach salad with carrot dressing, hijiki tofu patty, water, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5 Lunch at Dojo.
DINNER: 6pm, sea scallops, risotto, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
Made dinner for B & yomomma. I got these huge sea scallops from wholefoods, they were advertised as "wild", but what I didn't know until I cooked them is that they were treated with a saline solution which does two things -- preserves their color and freshness, and makes them absorb a huge amount of water. So when I cooked them, it a) took longer to cook, b) they shrunk and released a lot of water into the pan, preventing browning and c) ended up just not very good. And I paid $19.99 a pound for a lot of water.
The risotto, on the other hand, was off da hook. I used my simple c-school recipe to make an unadorned risotto, something I was craving after trying the HVS's subpar rice pudding. Used up the last of my chicken stock, last of my sherry, finished wth a lot of freshly grated parm, a container of marscapone and a half stick of butter. When I finished it with minced parsley, the parsley just SCREAMED flavor, enhanced by the fat, the salt, the underlying shallot and garlic and reduced wine. Wow. A little bit rich, though.
Even though quantity-wise this meal was maybe .75 bowl, I suspect calorically it was closer to 1.25. I haven't thought that way in terms of bowls before, but it seems more honest. Which begs the question, how many calories in a "bowl"? A bowl of water is different than a bowl of ice cream. Oh well, the silliness of a blog...
Sunday, September 13
A day on the bike
Woke at 4:30 again, ate, then got to the start line in Central Park around 6am and met D. We road the NYC Century, a 100 mile ride that is not a race, more of a casual excursion that takes in a lot of the city. Avery 15-30 miles is a supported rest stop, with water, food and restroom facilities.
You see all sorts of things, but the thing that got my attention the most were the children and the parents with their older children, One guy in his 50-60s was riding with his daughter, who was probably a late teen, early 20s. Man, I so hope that to be me in 15-20 years. To be able to share this ride with Edie would be amazing. Our route transposed over some of the shorter routes, and people on the 30 mile route took kids as young as 7 or 8. I imagine next year, instead of riding 100 miles, I'll have Edie strapped on to ride the 15-mile route with me.
BREAKFAST: 5am, good granola with organic dead milk, pint of gatorade, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
AM BIKE SNACK: 7:30am, bagel with pb&j, small amount of potato chips, 1 crappy crispy creme donut, little baggie of graham crackers 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
AM BIKE SNACK: 9:30am, small amount of potato chips, a few pieces of pita with hummus and tabouli, 2 mini cliff bars, .5 bowl, hunger 3/5
PM BIKE SNACK: 1pm, 2 whole wheat pbj sandwiches, spicy pita with peanut butter, handful of pretzels, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
PM BIKE SNACK: 4pm, small vanilla ice cream cone, handful of pretzels, baggie of potato chips, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
DINNER: 6:45pm, beef lo mein, wonton soup, shrimp toast, 1.5 bowl, hunger 4/5
You see all sorts of things, but the thing that got my attention the most were the children and the parents with their older children, One guy in his 50-60s was riding with his daughter, who was probably a late teen, early 20s. Man, I so hope that to be me in 15-20 years. To be able to share this ride with Edie would be amazing. Our route transposed over some of the shorter routes, and people on the 30 mile route took kids as young as 7 or 8. I imagine next year, instead of riding 100 miles, I'll have Edie strapped on to ride the 15-mile route with me.
BREAKFAST: 5am, good granola with organic dead milk, pint of gatorade, 1.25 bowl, hunger 4/5
AM BIKE SNACK: 7:30am, bagel with pb&j, small amount of potato chips, 1 crappy crispy creme donut, little baggie of graham crackers 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
AM BIKE SNACK: 9:30am, small amount of potato chips, a few pieces of pita with hummus and tabouli, 2 mini cliff bars, .5 bowl, hunger 3/5
PM BIKE SNACK: 1pm, 2 whole wheat pbj sandwiches, spicy pita with peanut butter, handful of pretzels, 1 bowl, hunger 4/5
PM BIKE SNACK: 4pm, small vanilla ice cream cone, handful of pretzels, baggie of potato chips, .5 bowl, hunger 4/5
DINNER: 6:45pm, beef lo mein, wonton soup, shrimp toast, 1.5 bowl, hunger 4/5
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