In my awkward prepubescent days, I went through a phase my friends have affectionately coined: The Milk Stage. You know how people say, ‘You are what you eat?’ I was a gallon of milk. I had just discovered the wonders of eating for comfort and I was very good at it. So much so, that my dad had… Continue reading Sriracha Avocado BLT Salad
I am cilantro lover and I don’t care who knows it. To all you freaks out there that say it tastes like soap: shut up. If you are one of those freaks, there’s a very good chance you’re genetically predisposed to dislike it, and you’re not just a picky eater. If this information comes as… Continue reading A summer spinach on salad.
A wise person once told me that the more colorful the food is that fills your plate and your mouth, the more likely it is that you’re making healthy food choices. That’s why I always eat my ice cream sundaes with sprinkles and my cake with funfetti frosting. There is actually a diet called, “The Color Diet,”… Continue reading Disclaimer: I did not trademark the Salandwichrito™. I’m just the dummy who found the special characters box in the WordPress toolbar.
As a douchey manager of mine once said [at a work meeting that included scenes from Braveheart and pizza], “You’re either on the bus, or you’re off the bus.” such deep. much philosophical. My point? ‘Tis finally time to hop back on the hypothetical blogging bus. It’s BBQ season. The most patriotic time of the year. Filled… Continue reading self proclaimed sauce boss.
I’ve got balls on the brain. Yes, you read that correctly. Balls. I feel like there’s a stigma around edible ball-shaped objects. For obvious reasons, yes. So as a preemptive precaution, please watch this tasteful SNL skit to get the obvious ball jokes out of the way. I absolutely suck at waking up to an… Continue reading Warning: this post contains nuts.
Well I already failed the New Years resolution that was updating this beast twice a month. My excuses this month include: February is short, February sucks, I went on vacation, I was busy as fudge, and February sucks. Meh, I deem those ‘explanations’ all valid and forgivable. When I moved to Chicago a year ago,… Continue reading I falafel about not doing this earlier.
This winter has sucked. Don’t get me wrong, snow is beautiful. I like layers of clothing. I like hot soups and beverages. However, it’s been so cold, I don’t think I’ve had proper circulation to my toes in the last 48 hours and for that, I am grumpy. My standard catalyst for grumpiness-alleviation is food… Continue reading Man, I feel like a woman.