DINNER WITH A WEED
I try to make one new recipe a week. This doesn't always work out but I don't want to get bored. Last week I made Shrimp Linguine with arugula. A friend provided the recipe (with a picture! A necessity I must say because half the stuff I cook I've never seen before) and even the bag of arugula. Now that got me excited because I do get nervous still about all the green, leafy options at the store. What the heck do you do with all that stuff?? My salads can only grow so much. So there I was, chopping my onion, throw it in the pot, grabbing the minced garlic, throw it in the pot, grab the shrimp, throw it in the pot. My house smelled amazing! All buttery and garlicy. Yum! Linguine finishes, drain, throw it in the pot with the shrimp, garlic and onion, and then.... the piece de la resistance! The arugula! I grabbed handfuls out of the bag, threw it in the pot, and stirred it all up. I loved how the heat started to make it soft, so that it wrapped itself around the linguine like a blanket. MMmmmmmm.. I was excited! I love seeing green in my food. It reminds me that I am vegetarian. It makes me feel very proud and yes, even slightly snobby sometimes.
"Oh, what is it you ask? Why, it is organic A-RUUU-GU-LA. (insert open-mouthed shock here) Have you never had it before?!"
Then Jeff busted into my veggie heaven for a moment. Have I tried the arugula?? Um, no. But most of what I eat I don't try until i actually put it in my mouth.
So Jeff tried it.
Needless to say, the look on his face was crushing my dream of the perfect, snobby, arugula meal. He assured me it would probably taste better in the pasta but maybe I should stop stuffing the pasta with all the "weeds" I hadn't bothered to taste yet. Well then, excuse me! (but secretly I thought maybe he had made a good point. May.Be.)
We sat down to eat and I put a giant forkful of pasta with the linguine-hugging arugula in my mouth. It wasn't bad. Not bad at all. Until the pasta had disintegrated and all i had was the arugula.
Jeff was right.
It was a weed. And not the kind that makes you want to eat more.
That recipe has been stricken from the dinner menu. But I vow to continue trying new veggies. They can't all taste like weeds. Right?
I REALLY LOVE THE LOVING HUT
A few months back I went to The Loving Hut, a cute, little place located in North Park. Initially I wasn't too interested in going there because I had heard the lady that owns it thinks she's some kind of god. I have issues with that. But after a few months I got over it. Jesus walked with prostitutes. I'm pretty sure I was ok eating at a restaurant. I wasn't going to drop to the floor and worship her after I ate my tofu, know what i mean? So I went. And I loved it! It was so crisp inside. Everything is white and green and quite lovely actually. Except for a dirty fork and a bug in the water, it was awesome. I would recommend it to anyone and i can't wait to go back. I had the Spicy Cha-Cha Shrimp. Yum! We did wonder though how they make the shrimp? Do they have a shrimp mold or something? It looked like shrimp. It tasted like shrimp. But it wasn't shrimp! Ah, the magic of tofu.
AHHH, CAFFEINE
I had my first coffee in months a few weeks ago. I had done this before a few months ago and it was awful. I don't know why after it tasted awful I would try again. Glutton for punishment maybe? I get off on wasting $5 on a beverage? I guess I was hoping it would be delicious because i bought the biggest one you can get. Wouldn't you know it?
It freakin' was!!!
Iced hazelnut latte with soy. mmmmm all nutty and creamy and cold. I love you.
But i won't drink you very often.
I refuse to get addicted to coffee.
At least that's what I tell my Starbucks lady every day when I get my tea. Addicts suck. Seriously.
WHAT'S UP TRUCKER?
I've noticed something about myself recently. Ok, not recently, I have always been this way but it's been bothering me recently. The way i eat. It's ridiculous. I can sit down with my family, we pray, and then we begin to eat. We all start eating at the same time. But no matter what it is, I always finish first. ALWAYS.
It's slightly disturbing.
I chew with my mouth closed and I count to thirty like all the books say (actually no, I don't do that. It's like 30 minus 25 but still. Who counts to 30? I'd chew half my face off by then.), I put my fork down between bites (ok, maybe every other bite), but all in all, I just eat normally. Well, obviously not normally. Granted, one of my kids has to separate all of her food and only eats one item at a time so of course I'm going to eat faster than her.
But she's a freak so it doesn't count.
(i say that with all the motherly love inside me too. She knows. Freak = I love you).
It finally dawned on me that I eat prison style. Like any second some "trucker", (that's what all the boys in juvie called the juvie girls. Truckers. Meaning they came in hot but by the time they leave they're all meated out on carbs and now resemble truckers. That also probably has something to do with the fact that you aren't aloud to shave your legs. Hairy legs and lots of carbs = Trucker) is going to come by and snatch my food away so I have to scarf it down as fast as I can.
It's a problem.
If you ever see me eat, you'll notice. You can call me out if you want. Like, "hey Shables - get down prison style!" Just don't call me a trucker. I may shove a carrot in your eye.
HIM AGAIN?
I smoked.
In the past two months I bought one pack, smoked less than half, threw the pack away. I bought another pack two weeks later and declared to my hubby that I was going to smoke every single one and he better not say a word about it.
He didn't.
I've bummed a few here and there since but I still consider myself a quitter.
I will be a good quitter one day. I know it. One day I'm going to be the best quitter.
AND A LITTLE MORE OF THAT....
I don't really like bok choy much. Although I love to say it. For a little while bok choy was what I called my hubby. As in, " I love you bok choy!!!" Sexy isn't it?
I do love cous-cous. I think I could eat it every day. I know for sure I can sing the song every day. You're my little cous-cous, you don't know what I got! Who can't love that???
Annie's Goddess dressing is da bomb! Thank God everyone else in family thinks it tastes like crap. More for me. They have no idea what they are missing out on.
I don't like ice cream sandwiches. Never have.
However, I do seem to get along quite well with Tofutti Cuties. With a name like that, how can you not want one?
Although the first time I bought a box and pulled out a Cutie I thought I had been robbed. I was ready to take the box back and tell them some assjack had cut the Cuties in half!!!
But no, that is their actual size. Cute eh?
Those healthy veggies are pretty smart too. Enjoy the yummy stuff but not too much or you may not have a cutie booty anymore.
My favorite spice is Cumin.
LOVE. THAT. CUMIN.
Just watch how you pronounce it or someone may think you are trying to get pervy with them. Super good and smells fabulous too. MmmmHmmm!
That's it for now. I think I've gone through all my post-its, receipts, and notebook. Whew!
I'll close by saying, I Love being a vegetarian. Every now and then I'll smell a BBQ and it smells amazing! But I couldn't eat it. Not anymore. I just love the way I feel! The pounds aren't dropping anymore, only lost the 15, but I'm ok with that right this second. In a few more seconds, maybe not, but hey, I'm me and there's no one else like me! So there. I'm going to love myself like it or not. :P
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