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“The thing about food is…”

Back to work already?!  Weekends go by too fast, but at least Monday meant the return of my K-love. You know the drill.  Fruit (dried and fresh), Clif bars (seasonal and Z), pretz, and tupperware filled “entrees.” I recently bought these spelt pretzels from WFs, and although I was nervous about straying from my Newman’s protein pretz, I like trying new things.  The verdict?  Good, but different.  I think I liked them, but sometimes (like when I’m starving at work) any carb will do.  I’ll have to try them again when I’m not running on… Read more >

Pizza, pizza, pizza. Who am I?

Lately I’ve been having such rando cravings, I feel like a preggo!  (Don’t worry Mom…) I had frozen pizza just the other day, and yet, the following TWO days I had pizza as well.  Seriously.  Who am I?  This is pretty odd considering pizza is not exactly a food I would typically associate with strong feelings of lust.  Growing up, it was never a food I especially craved.  As fun as pizza parties were, discovering I was lactose intolerant at such a young age severed any chance of forming the quintessential bond that most kids… Read more >

D.C. (part 2)

Despite our late night out on the town, we still met at 7 am for breakfast on Saturday.  Craziness, right?  I don’t have any food pics from Saturday until dinner.  If you knew everything we did and saw, you’d understand why. Washington monument WWII memorial Reflecting pool Lincoln memorial Vietnam Veterans memorial Natural History museum American History museum Stars and Stripes Cafeteria lunch (veggie burger) National Air and Space museum White House Starbucks (yes, it gets it’s own bullet point) After what felt like miles and miles of walking, we finally made it back to… Read more >

D.C. (part 1)

We crammed so much sight seeing into this past weekend, I hardly know where to begin.  Please excuse my lack of eloquence, horrible sentence structure, and tragic grammar as I recap piece together the past 72 hours (it was Halloween, there was alcohol, and I have the tolerance of Abigail Breslin). Friday Woke up at 4:30 am for a 7 am train departure.  Keep in mind this was after less than 5 hours of sleep, which were (purposefully) broken up each hour, on the hour, so I could check and make sure my drugged up… Read more >

International eats

For the record, this is Thursday’s food (behind much?)…so forgive me if this is brief.  My recollection of the day’s happs is a bit foggy. Nothing too complicated about this.  Coffee with mega froth. I broke the fast with fresh melon and blueberry Chobz.  Fruity, no? Pretty sure I gymed it up after breks.  Nothing like working up a sweat to Little Miss Narcissism (aka She by Sheree).  Seriously, WHO gets a life size portrait of their own bust?  Those ATL b!tches will never cease to amaze me…  I wanted some good old fashioned comfort… Read more >