Oh hi Monday, you’re here again. Do you have your cup of joe? Maybe paired with a big bowl of steaming hot oatmeal with blueberries for breakfast? Me too.
I got back from Nantucket last night and all I wanted to do was prepare a few healthy meals for the week. Personally I’ve found that the trick to maintaining a successful weight loss is to be prepared when it comes to food; always easier said than done though, right?
A few months ago, Tony and I had the chance to visit Pensacola, Florida where we had the absolute BEST truffle fries on the planet. The heavenly hot fries were full of garlic and truffle flavor, melted in your mouth and had this beautiful crusty golden exterior that I just couldn’t get over.
I finally reached my French fry heaven. One of my weaknesses in life. Yours too?
Good, because I’ve got the absolute BEST baked french fries on the planet for you to devour…
Utah has proven to be a true Winter Wonderland thanks to some unexpected snowy weather here. I arrived yesterday to snow dusted roads, slick driving conditions and wonderful steaming cups of hot chocolate. It’s ski weather!
Fortunately, all this powdered sugar dust has really put me into some sort of delusional Grinch-free holiday mood. You know, the one where I blast Mariah Carey’s Christmas album all day and night, then get on Amazon and order every present I can think of. My friends and family are getting lucky this year. VERY VERY LUCKY.
As most of you know, I’m really not into sports. I didn’t grow up watching or playing them, so I never really understood the fascination with things like fantasy football.
But then I found out that you could bet on games. And it’s literally how I learned how to enjoy and understand the game, which is fantastic because all Tony wants to do on Sunday is stay glued to the TV. I have a feeling he’s not the only one.
Quinoa pizza crust? Yep, it’s a thing. And I have to give Tony credit because he totally came up with the idea.
Sometimes we have little brainstorm sessions while we walk to get our morning coffee. I told him that I wanted to do something fun and different with quinoa (which he pronounces kin-oh-ah) and asked for some suggestions. He asked, “Can you actually make a quinoa pizza?”
Uh, sure? Wait… yes of course, that’s a fantastic idea! Thanks babe.
Mine are probably either Sun Chips or anything sweet potato flavored. Actually there was an amazing Australian chip brand called Grain Waves that Tony and I fell in love with when we visited last year. We had every intention of bringing home Australian wine and chips, but we kept drinking and eating them both after each purchase. Oops.
I’m in the midst of looking for a new apartment in Chicago, mostly because I’d like to have an office instead of working in my dining room on a daily basis.
Personally I find that moving is one of the most unenjoyable things. I mean, I still haven’t completely unpacked my suitcase from three weeks ago. I KNOW I’m totally that type of person. How annoying. I should really just go in there and unpack RIGHT NOW… but then I remember I’m traveling for the rest of the week and all of my problems are solved.
When I was little, my mom used to make pesto pasta for me all the time. In fact we had it so frequently that I grew to dislike it quite a bit. I know you’re probably wondering how that’s even possible, but it’s true. As I grew older I could never get back into it either until about a few weeks ago when I finally tried pesto again.
I know today is supposed to be Wellness Wednesday, but I’m taking a small break until the New Year. No worries — I’ll be back next week with a new WW post; I know I’ve been away for a while! I’m guessing we all probably have. This year is such a wonderful time to just kick up your feet, read a new book, and just enjoy family time. And basically every cookie in sight.
That being said, I’ve done my fair share of eating, drinking, and cooking. Tony’s birthday was last week and I had the pleasure of making him a version of King Arthur Flour’s deep dish pizza, then homemade French Silk Pie for dessert. Swear to goodness, it was the best meal I’ve ever made him. The pie was perfect. I really feel awful about not posting the recipe, but it also seems a bit wrong to throw you a dessert full of butter, cream and chocolate when we’re all trying to eat healthy again. What do you think? If you’d like the recipe, I’d be happy to make it again and photograph it. Let me know!