What are "Things I don't have in my house today"?
Hint: nearly everything y'all have listed
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What are "Things I don't have in my house today"?
Hint: nearly everything y'all have listed
Handful of grated cheese and some olives from a jar that's been living on the refrigerator door = charcuterie plate.
In all fairness, my therapist told me I can't consider that a meal. I told her that Aldi has pre-shredded gouda and gruyere and that's pretty damn fancy. She said it still wasn't a meal, but if I would melt the cheese on an English muffin I'd be getting closer to a meal.
Damn, that sounds good.
Sounds like a meal to me. I've eaten a can of olives by itself as a meal recently and was perfectly satisfied.
Possibly my judgment in this area is suspect.
Now that I have assembled dinner and started it cooking it will apparently never finish. Cruel fate toys with me.
Praise be, the end is sight. Half an hour, I can hang on that long....
If you put cheese, nuts and fruit on a plate you are certified FANCY.
Whole Foods and Trader Joe's both have pre-made meals you can just heat up for lunch.
This is what JZ had for dinner: [link]
I'm reading a collection of mystery short stories and in the last one I finished the orangutan did it.
I think this day might be defective.
I have pretty much talked myself into not eating dinner because it's too much trouble right now, so I don't feel like I can help with that, sj.
Yeah, that's what I had too. I think I ate something today. That's adulting.
Sometimes it is.
I have to really watch the carbs--rice and tortellini are pushing it. So are the beans, but with the veg--plus raw carrots and occasional fruit and the protein, I walked that line pretty well. I'd live on bread and pasta if I could...but you know, pasta...or death? Sort of decides itself.
I will not primp veg--it never improves it, and it's a waste of time *for me* and a constant frustration of expectation. So I just won't. There are few that I'll eat raw or steamed, and I went with those.
ETA: -t, Rue Morgue?
E2TA: Maria, I'm glad the scare is over. Or resolved. Relieved.