I’ve often said that I could eat breakfast food three meals a day. As much as I love eggs, pancakes, waffles, french toast, scones, quiche, cereal, fresh fruit and coffee, god, don’t get me started on my addiction to coffee, the truth is that even I would grow tired of the carb-heavy menu after some time.…
Since today we all “sprang ahead” and lost an hour in the day, I somehow found myself short on time. It seems that the hour I lost is the hour I would have gone to the gym, done my laundry, cooked dinner and written this post. Please enjoy this photo journal of my weekend slash cop-out post brought to you by daylight savings time.…
Recently I was grocery shopping on a Thursday night after a particularly long workday and just didn’t feel like cooking. I picked up my made-to-order deli sandwich and the free can of soda you get if you buy a sandwich on a weekday. I wanted something to eat alongside my turkey on seven-grain but a trip to the premade salad bar was especially disheartening. Salads that sounded good by description – couscous with wheatberries and cranberries, chickpeas with chopped peppers…
