I’m a little behind, sorry. I don’t celebrate Easter but I had a bunch of stuff to get done today, most of which involved walking. My toes are sore. And would you believe this? Target was closed today. I mean, seriously. Totally ridiculous. We walked all the way to this fake “mall” that basically consists of Target, a DSW, and a Chuck-E-Cheese, and everything was closed. Even McDonald’s. It was like the twilight zone.
Anyway, back to last night. I made falafel with the Fantastic Foods mix because I don’t have a food processor so I can’t make it from scratch (although I’m open to ideas if anyone has overcome this obstacle). I’ve never used this mix before, and Chris had never had falafel before (I know!), but it turned out pretty well. I baked it, but it would be much better fried, I’m sure. Next time I might have to try a little olive oil action. Here’s the set up:
I made a random sauce with yogurt, tahini, cayanne pepper, some dry herbs, and milk, and it turned out okay. That stuff at the bottom is broccoli. We have tons of leftovers so I’m sure I’ll be having this for lunch next week. I already had it today.
After, I had a Skinny Cow:
And back to today – we planned to do our laundry, then got lazy (per usual) and decided to drop it off instead. We then went on several long, wondrous walks with our brand new puppy who doesn’t pull on the leash until your hand bleeds. And then we went on the Target excursion, which turned into a Bed Bath & Beyond excursion, and bought all new silverware and glasses for no good reason except that Chris hates our mini forks and I was sick of hearing him bitch.
After an afternoon of shopping, I was starving and had a bunch of raisins (some of them may have been chocolate-covered), an apple, a few pretzels, and peanut butter:
That looks like an entire jar of peanut butter, I know, but it was a new jar and a little runny. It’s really only like a tablespoon. Or two. Probably two.
And then we had dinner, which was good old go-to pasta:
I made WAY too much pasta because the Bed Bath & Beyond haul also included measuring cups and apparently we have been eating well under the serving size of pasta. My measuring instrument of old (i.e. my hand) clearly does not hold 3/4 of a cup.
And now I’m having a little wine, because it is, after all, a holiday.