Category: food

more in that big bag

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#11 – Retry 10 foods I always thought I hated.

So far, I’ve tackled mushrooms, bananas, chicken-fried steak, coconut and now. . . re-fried beans.


This is one of the many munchy-munches available at my brother’s house this past weekend. I’m pretty sure it’s called a seven-layer bean dip. . .or some something.
 My lovely and talented niece slaved for hours expertly spreading layer upon layer of beans, sour cream, cheese and. . .well, frankly I have no idea what else was in it. All I knew was. . . here is a food that I never, ever eat. 
Alrighty then. 
Giddy up!
Isn’t she cute?
 
 This is the plate I bravely prepared. 
Only one scoop. You know, just in case. (Please note the Sonic cup close by. As a chaser. Again, just in case.)
And here’s what was left. 
Not bad. Not bad at all. Maybe it was the thought of lovely niece’s trustworthy hands preparing it, or maybe that it smelled nothing like Taco Bell. 

No, I didn’t go back for seconds. Yes, I did finish those last two chips. With queso, maybe. 
Mission: accomplished.

So, according to my calculations, #11 is now 2/5’s in the bag.
 * * * Recycle at home * * *
#25 is in the bag
Gorgeous, no?
And speaking of gorgeous. . . . .
Sorry, Brad. You’re going to a better place. I’m sure even Angelia will approve.

more in that big bag

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#11 – Retry 10 foods I always thought I hated.

So far, I’ve tackled mushrooms, bananas, chicken-fried steak, coconut and now. . . re-fried beans.


This is one of the many munchy-munches available at my brother’s house this past weekend. I’m pretty sure it’s called a seven-layer bean dip. . .or some something.
 My lovely and talented niece slaved for hours expertly spreading layer upon layer of beans, sour cream, cheese and. . .well, frankly I have no idea what else was in it. All I knew was. . . here is a food that I never, ever eat. 
Alrighty then. 
Giddy up!
Isn’t she cute?
 
 This is the plate I bravely prepared. 
Only one scoop. You know, just in case. (Please note the Sonic cup close by. As a chaser. Again, just in case.)
And here’s what was left. 
Not bad. Not bad at all. Maybe it was the thought of lovely niece’s trustworthy hands preparing it, or maybe that it smelled nothing like Taco Bell. 

No, I didn’t go back for seconds. Yes, I did finish those last two chips. With queso, maybe. 
Mission: accomplished.

So, according to my calculations, #11 is now 2/5’s in the bag.
 * * * Recycle at home * * *
#25 is in the bag
Gorgeous, no?
And speaking of gorgeous. . . . .
Sorry, Brad. You’re going to a better place. I’m sure even Angelia will approve.

New Years Wish – Healthful Living

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a strawberry affirmation
(via: flickr)
Hold on. Put it down. Look how far you’ve come.
Look at your goals. 
Think of how great you’re going to feel once you hit those goals. 
Do you really want that? Do you NEED it? No. 
Don’t eat it, it’s not healthy. 
Go eat some fruit to replace that, you can do this. You are not a failure, you are strong and you can stick to your goals. 
Save that superpretty cupcake for later, when you really deserve it.
If you eat it now, you’ll just feel gross, unhealthy and discouraged after. 
Say no, it’s not good for you.
I love you more than that. 
xoxo

New Years Wish – Healthful Living

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a strawberry affirmation
(via: flickr)
Hold on. Put it down. Look how far you’ve come.
Look at your goals. 
Think of how great you’re going to feel once you hit those goals. 
Do you really want that? Do you NEED it? No. 
Don’t eat it, it’s not healthy. 
Go eat some fruit to replace that, you can do this. You are not a failure, you are strong and you can stick to your goals. 
Save that superpretty cupcake for later, when you really deserve it.
If you eat it now, you’ll just feel gross, unhealthy and discouraged after. 
Say no, it’s not good for you.
I love you more than that. 
xoxo

Writing Inspirations – not writing

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Sometimes there’s nothing better for stirring creativity than blowing off responsibilities and just messing around. 
So, go ahead, live vicariously through my long, writing-free weekend….


Sisters first in line at Breaking Dawn, part 1…….
S & N waiting anxiously in the dark……
Sitting in the theater hallway……waiting to get into the Twilight marathon…..
(PS: it’s the dim lighting and flash that made us look all vampire-like)
S getting her hair did with sweet K……
Then we got some chocolate cream pie……
Then we saw this movie……
(where I took this contraband picture of the screen)
And ate some crepes……
and speaking of eating……
Then watched a bit of this show…
Then we saw this movie……
(after defacing the vile posters)

then we had some sweet treats at……

Where I bought these super-snazzy earrings…
Then we ate a bit and did some family hanging out
(PS: my nefs are insane)
 
Then we saw a movie with this guy……..
After S finished flirting with a bad boy…
Now, enough with the cupcakes, Oreo balls, pizza, sparkly vampires, barbecue, cinnamon French toast, pie, blood-red vampire eyes, Eggs Benedict, dark chocolate bark with almonds, kettle chips, fried chicken tenders, idiot werewolves who I hate, mint chocolate chip ice cream, sparkly vampires who probably smell like mint chocolate chip ice cream, diet cokes, pancakes and peacock earrings……
Time for me to get back to NaNo.

Writing Inspirations – not writing

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Sometimes there’s nothing better for stirring creativity than blowing off responsibilities and just messing around. 
So, go ahead, live vicariously through my long, writing-free weekend….


Sisters first in line at Breaking Dawn, part 1…….
S & N waiting anxiously in the dark……
Sitting in the theater hallway……waiting to get into the Twilight marathon…..
(PS: it’s the dim lighting and flash that made us look all vampire-like)
S getting her hair did with sweet K……
Then we got some chocolate cream pie……
Then we saw this movie……
(where I took this contraband picture of the screen)
And ate some crepes……
and speaking of eating……
Then watched a bit of this show…
Then we saw this movie……
(after defacing the vile posters)

then we had some sweet treats at……

Where I bought these super-snazzy earrings…
Then we ate a bit and did some family hanging out
(PS: my nefs are insane)
 
Then we saw a movie with this guy……..
After S finished flirting with a bad boy…
Now, enough with the cupcakes, Oreo balls, pizza, sparkly vampires, barbecue, cinnamon French toast, pie, blood-red vampire eyes, Eggs Benedict, dark chocolate bark with almonds, kettle chips, fried chicken tenders, idiot werewolves who I hate, mint chocolate chip ice cream, sparkly vampires who probably smell like mint chocolate chip ice cream, diet cokes, pancakes and peacock earrings……
Time for me to get back to NaNo.

3/10’s of #11 is in the can

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Kel’s Kitchen: chicken-fried steak

This meal isn’t something that would make me want to barf, per se (see mushrooms), but it’s definitely something I simply never order. The cheesy carbs: yes. The vegs: yes. The thickly-breaded then deep fried cube steak smothered in white gravy? 
Not so much. 
For some reason…
Which is weird, because I like breading, I like deep fried, I even like a chewy, thready cube steak every now and then. But the combo–along with the rather anemic-looking gray–just isn’t my cup of tea.
Maybe it’s a regional thing.
Growing up in my California home, we didn’t see a lot of this kind of southern comfort food. And that’s probably a shame. Luckily, 11 years in Texas has help broaden my southern cuisine palette.

On the upside, I went here to use my nearly-expired Groupon, redeeming it for chicken spaghetti and four pieces of pie. (Shut-up, don’t judge me.) So as it turned out, I had a great day after all.

3/10’s of #11 is in the can

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Kel’s Kitchen: chicken-fried steak

This meal isn’t something that would make me want to barf, per se (see mushrooms), but it’s definitely something I simply never order. The cheesy carbs: yes. The vegs: yes. The thickly-breaded then deep fried cube steak smothered in white gravy? 
Not so much. 
For some reason…
Which is weird, because I like breading, I like deep fried, I even like a chewy, thready cube steak every now and then. But the combo–along with the rather anemic-looking gray–just isn’t my cup of tea.
Maybe it’s a regional thing.
Growing up in my California home, we didn’t see a lot of this kind of southern comfort food. And that’s probably a shame. Luckily, 11 years in Texas has help broaden my southern cuisine palette.

On the upside, I went here to use my nearly-expired Groupon, redeeming it for chicken spaghetti and four pieces of pie. (Shut-up, don’t judge me.) So as it turned out, I had a great day after all.