Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Day 357

I am not much of a cake person, so for my birthday I usually do pie or this ever yummy tort.  Of course, I had to whip out the Wilton clowns to make my very own tort wreck!

For those unfamiliar with the original, check out http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/

Monday, December 20, 2010

Day 354

Clementines!  The fruit of Christmas!  I much prefer the chocolate oranges, but I don't think the Canada Food Guide accepts them as a serving of fruit.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Day 349

Warm, buttery shortbread.  It makes me want everyday to be 10 days before Christmas.  You know, without all the stress of it being 10 days before Christmas.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Day 345

Well, I had Darren with me when I stopped to get groceries.  The bill was $279.  This is for a family of 2.  Granted the family of 2 includes a person that likes fresh produce even in winter, a meatitarian that doesn't get meat very often, and a spoiled rotten dog.  Next weekend is our Christmas shopping trip.  I will leave Darren home, and I bet it will be less.

Monday, December 6, 2010

Day 340

Got milk?  Cause I got 6 dozen cookies that need to be washed down.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Day 338

I have been fighting a cold for weeks.  You know the feeling.  Scratchy throat.  Chills.  Feeling like you are on something, but you aren't.  I have killed a lot of these trying to prevent that scratchy throat from turning into a runny nose or full blown cough.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Day 329

A couple of friends texted me wondering if I wanted to meet them for dinner as they were heading to my favorite pub in my 'hood.  I had just finished dinner, but I am always up for girl chat and dessert.  Both were much needed!

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Day 328

The leftovers when the carnivore in the house orders the pizza.  Our dog has no idea how lucky he is to live with a veggie lover!

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Day 325

Every time I buy fennel I have the same checkout boy.  He never knows what it is.  Today I told him it tastes like licorice.  He then was interested.  What is it about the Y chromosome that will only eat vegetables that taste like candy?

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Day 321

This is me warming my butt and hands against the fire.  I got caught out in the rain while walking Max.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Day 317

We have been nibbling at the last piece of pie all day.  It was looking pretty straggly by the time we fought over it at dinner.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Day 316

The bottom of a pringles can.  If only it was bottomless.  I guess it is a good thing, because if I had unlimited potato chips I would be the opposite of bottomless.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Day 305

I may have miscalculated the number of kids this year.  I have lots of leftovers that will get me through the long stretch before the Christmas chocolates are out.

Friday, October 29, 2010

Day 302

2 more days of willpower and then they will be the neighbours' problem.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Day 291

When did the sweet potato fry replace the regular fry?  I bet it was when restaurants stopped using trans-fats.  They had to replace the delicious fat with sugar to ensure people would eat them.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Day 290

I am trying to get Darren to eat healthier.  The one piece of broccoli is his way of telling me to shut up.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Day 286

Not to sound too much like Sheldon from the Big Bang Theory, but having the flatware at funny angles was a bit troubling.  Thankfully the server brought the relaxing juice, aka red wine, to the table quickly.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Day 280

l.


The teenager in me is thinking: The cupcake doesn't have icing and the coke is diet, so this is a totally a healthy meal.


The twenty-something in me is thinking: We will be adding rum to that coke, right?  It is only 65 calories a shot, so do it.

The thirty-something is thinking: Don't even think about it.  You will be up all night with heartburn and you need a solid 8 hours because you have a big meeting in the morning.

Can you predict how boring I will be by the time I hit my mid-forties?