Love Thursday: Overindulgence

Really, it’s no wonder that my pants are getting too tight.

April 19

  • Raspberry yogurt.
  • Omelets for dinner.
  • Running around and around with Poppy.
  • My friends’ funny celebrity stories.

April 20

  • A turkey, bacon and avocado sandwich. And Cheetos.
  • Haagen-Daaz Caramel Cone ice cream.
  • Poppy’s giggles.
  • Watching “Rockford” with Rockford.

April 21

  • Having a little time by myself while Poppy and Rockford ran errands.
  • Coconut-Curry Chicken, which was perfectly spicy and creamy this time. Even Poppy liked it!
  • Poppy counting to 10.

April 22

  • Getting teary-eyed at Hallmark ads.
  • Rockford making me appointments for a haircut and a facial.
  • Finding a sitter for Poppy so we can go out every now and then.

April 23

  • Going on a “date.” We went to the mall, had cheeseburgers and walked around. It was so relaxing and lovely to spend some time with Rockford.

April 24

  • Getting a haircut. I was way overdue.
  • Poppy playing with her giant pink bouncy ball. She can barely see around it when she carries it.
  • Black bean tostadas.
  • Rockford getting up to make me a grilled cheese sandwich at midnight because I said I was hungry.

April 22

Something to read

There’s a wonderfully told story about a terrifying travel adventure over at Sweet Juniper. Here’s a bit of it:

The ship passed through winedark waters reflecting the lights of the Cyclades, of Naxos, so close, reversing Daedalus’ daring flight, from Athens to Crete. We woke at dawn, still hours from port. But the bag beneath my head was gone. I stood up, panic shedding all trace of sleep from my eyes, and I found it, emptied of its contents on the seat in front of us. The thief had left the fleece, but nothing else. We suddenly had nothing of any real value. We didn’t even have enough coin to buy the 200 drachma phone card we would need just to activate a pay phone to make a collect call to our parents, who had just gone to bed back in America. We searched through our rucksacks. We had nothing at all between us but dirty clothes and a rudimentary grasp of Ancient Greek when the ship docked at Chania and the thief finally escaped with the crowds down the gangplanks out into the unknown.

Now click on the over there and find out what happened.

Food and nostalgia

Rockford and I were reminiscing this evening about some of the great meals we had in Columbia, MO, and he challenged me to come up with my All-Columbia Dream Meal. Somehow that evolved into a full day of eating. The rules allowed any food from any restaurant that had been in Columbia at any time when we lived there. And since we’re dealing with some places that no longer exist, we decided that the concept of “so full we could pass out” wouldn’t exist, either. Here’s what I came up with:

Breakfast

  • a stack of chocolate-chip pancakes from Peggy Jean’s.
  • two sausage patties from Cucina Sorella.

    Lunch

  • a bowl of gumbo from Emmet’s in Fayette.

    Afternoon snack

  • an Upper Crust chocolate-chip cookie and a Fitz’s cream soda at the Ragtag.

    Dinner

  • Blackened redfish with mashed potatoes and gravy from Glenn’s.

    Dessert

  • A Marie Laveaux sundae from the Savoy made with vanilla ice cream from Sparky’s.

    Late-night snack

  • A slice of pineapple-pepperoni pizza from Shakespeare’s.
  • And here’s Rockford’s list:

    Breakfast

  • Pancakes, eggs, sausage and hash browns from the Blue Moon Cafe.

    Coffee break

  • A latte with honey and sugar from Lakota.

    Lunch

  • Applewood-smoked ribs from Emmet’s.
  • Two burgers from Booches.

    Afternoon snack

  • A tall glass of Boulevard Wheat.
  • ‘Chokes and Cheese from Flat Branch.

    Dinner

  • Dinner salad from Abigail’s.
  • Bronzed pork chops and mashed potatoes from Glenn’s.

    Dessert

  • Hummingbird cake from the Savoy.