Food is Good

11 November 2009

06.05.09

Oatmeal with almond milk and banana

Potato and broccoli soup with mint

Ginger cookies

Watermelon @ the park, shared with Trid and her posse

Grilled chicken breast with roasted veg and white balsamic vinegar (it was a pregnancy thing!)

Grilled chicken and roasted potatoes/carrots with white balsamic vinegar

06.04.09

Scrambled eggs and toast

Perogies

Noodle soup

Bison burgers with corn

06.03.09

Crackers and Ginger Cookies with Peanut Butter

Burrito

Popcorn with ketchup seasoning

Leftover burrito innards with quinoa and rice

Quinoa, leftover burrito filling, salsa, rice, sour cream

08 November 2009

06.02.09

Apparently craving eggs? Scrambled eggs, toast with tomato and OJ on ice, again.

Scrambled eggs, toast with tomato, OJ on ice

Leftover pancakes

Funny story: I was trying to make bean and olive burritos when somehow our former rabbit's nail clippers (a set like these ones) fell INTO the oven and ONTO the element when I was putting the burritos in the oven. They melted and smoked and OMG. I put the fire out with a small burst of the fire extinguisher (and then I slammed the oven door) and oh what a MESS. I took Trid and we left the house because the stench was so awful. It meant no burritos(!), and being STARVING, I got this giant box of Taco Bell shit. Delicious but wrong.

06.01.09

Watermelon and a hard-boiled egg that had been frozen and then thawed (in my fridge). The egg was too gross to actually eat.

Watermelon and gross frozen/thawed hard-boiled egg

Scrambled eggs, toast and OJ with ice

Toast with egg salad

Blueberry pancakes @ The Pancake House with Gill

Trid and I made sushi!

31.05.09

Fibre 1 bar

This was the day my sister hosted an amazing Mother's Blessing thing for me. It was so beautiful and while there was a lot of food, I didn't really feel like eating much. It was a lovely afternoon, I'll never forget it. Unfortunately, I didn't photograph the food I did eat. I just took this photo of my hand as a place-marker to remind me. Funny story about that lasagna in the fridge? My aunt made it for me and brought it to Gill's house. I knew I would forget it unless my aunt reminded me, so she wrote it on my hand. I forgot it anyway. My sister had to deliver it, ha. You'll see it come up soon.