Well, I had been holding off on posting until I’d gotten some decent photos of the food I’ve been making. But honestly? I am not a very good photographer, and I haven’t had much time or inclination to get better lately. A review in the paper made for a very busy weekend at work, and after all that there were trips to Costco and Whole Foods and chores to do and by dinnertime we were eating quesadillas or pasta or something else not very noteworthy.
Despite my tiredness, I did make monkey bread one night last weekend. And we ate the entire pan between that night and the next morning. I got my period the next day, so that was a totally reasonable decision on my part. But that guy I married? Not sure what his excuse was. (Insert him mumbling something about programming or data analysis or tasks or graphs while stuffing monkey bread in his face.) We took photos, but they aren’t worth sharing. I will, however, share photographic evidence that I ate a poached egg on top of pasta:
I may have paired eggs and heavy cream in one meal, but that spring mix totally cleared my arteries. And then I drank some mint tea, so there.
Oh, and this weekend we’re going to Richmond for the North American Handmade Bicycle Show! I’ll do my best to actually take decent photos of the food I eat there. I’m pretty darn excited to go back to this place:
And I’m sure there will be new places too, and maybe even a picture with my face in it!