One of the best ideas I’ve had recently involves putting booze in your breakfast.
Champagne, to be exact.
A Wednesday morning breakfast? Most likely not. But just put these in your back pocket for Sunday, yes? I’ve had them in my back pocket for quite a while. I think I posted about them on Instagram weeks ago. Well finally it’s pancake time – thank goodness.
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F-f-f-friday!
On the one hand, I couldn’t be happier to see the end of the workweek. I’m currently traveling for work (always exhausting, no matter how quick the trip) and am pretty excited to collapse into my own bed. On the other hand, I am a liiiittle nervous that the week is over, because tomorrow morning I’m running a half marathon. Eek!
A 7 am race is not exactly a recipe for a relaxing start to the weekend… especially when it’s an hour away and you have to catch a bus to the starting line before 5:30. AHH! However, I can’t really complain, since I’ve been looking forward to this race for months.
Can I really run 13.1 miles? I ask myself this question before the start of every long run. Can I really run 7 miles? 8? 9? 10? Week after week, the answer seems to be yes. So I guess I have to face the fact that I will be running 13 miles tomorrow.
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Hello friends, and welcome to my life, which has become dominated by a raging polenta obsession.
Polenta in the morning, polenta in the evening, polenta at suppertime!
I made polenta once last year with fresh corn, but never (before this weekend) had I ever made it with cornmeal. I was inspired to do so by Andrea and Sarah, who have both posted polenta dishes in the past month. And now that I got around to trying it myself, I have no idea what I was waiting for. So easy it was life-changing! And so nice I made it twice.
This was kind of the weekend for repeat meals… beet pesto, polenta, wine, repeat.
On Saturday it was dinner, but on Sunday it was breakfast.
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Need something to wake you up on a Monday? This oughtta do the trick.
Just looking at this smoothie is a jolt to the senses. I, for one, prefer dim lights in the morning until I’m fully awake. Where is the dimmer switch on this thing?! Please pass the sunglasses.
The electric color of this breakfast makes me giggle. It is just SO pink! And when you see that shade of pink, you know the culprit…
BEETS.
Beets in your breakfast. We’re doin’ it.
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I play with food a lot. –> I go to the grocery store a lot. –> I have a lot of awkward encounters with grocery store cashiers.
Let’s talk about the different forms that awkwardness can take at different stores.
Trader Joe’s cashiers are aggressively jolly and overly excited about every item you’re purchasing. They’ve tried it all and loved it! Sometimes I think they are commissioned.
Whole Foods cashiers are trained to engage you in conversation at the expense of your privacy. A simple “how are you?” won’t suffice. “What are you doing after this?” is much more common. <– Clearly I am going home to cook dinner. It is 6 pm and I am at the grocery store. Let’s put 2 and 2 together.
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