Breakfast: lemon water, coffee, smoothie made from cashew milk, coconut water, plain nonfat yogurt, canned coconut milk, hemp protein powder, strawberries, and banana. This was fairly light and I am hungry again fast. Another cup of decaf afterwards. A slow morning-- I am planning on going, by myself, to a couple of documentaries at the AFI DOCS film festival today.
At the first movie (Obit), I drink a cup of coffee. Usually the theater coffee is stale and muddy, but apparently it is better at 11:30 in the morning than it is at night. Then, in the 45 minutes or so between films, I walk one door down the street to Panera and grab some lunch: a roasted turkey and caramelized kale panini and an apple. I did not end up being excited about the panini. It was okay, but I would not get it again. Then back to the theater (the exact same theater, same row, even) to see Under the Sun. I buy a box of peanut M&Ms and eat them while I watch a travesty unfold onscreen. The official description from the American Film Institute reads: "Given permission by the authorities to film a Pyongyang family, Russian filmmaker Vitaly Mansky soon realized that his government minders were turning his documentary into a highly manipulated fiction. Mansky left the camera running between takes to capture them staging scenes. This controversial, award-winning film is a chilling glimpse behind North Korea's propaganda curtain." The film has really turned into a fascinating documentary about the making of propaganda, as well as the soul-deadening effects on the general populace of being forced to live a false public life, full of simulated emotion.
At home afterwards, another cup of decaf while I struggle to get some work done. This proves unsuccessful; for the second time today, my web editor crashes, and I lose my unsaved work.
Dinner is late, because my husband has to go to a meeting. When he gets home, we have one of those catch-all type dinners: CSA vegetables (beets, the "tronchuda," broccoli) served over rice with a fried egg on top, and a little fruit on the side (honeydew and raspberries). Sometimes you just have to eat food, in its mostly-unadorned state. Oh, and a glass of sherry.
Before bed, I have a little dish of Cascadian Farm oats-and-honey granola with milk. I have the munchies, I guess; craving something sweet or crunchy or both.
Breakfast: lemon water, coffee. My husband ate the remaining bananas in the night and I find there isn't much to put in this morning's smoothie. Smoothie ends up being made of coconut water, almond-coconut milk, whole milk, plain nonfat yogurt, peanut butter, hemp protein powder, and frozen mango. But it is more liquid-y than I'd like-- needs more fruit, and I need to buy some greens. I miss the greens; the depth of flavor is not the same without them. Afterwards I have another cup of decaf and start a new book.
At noontime, after yoga, another cup of regular coffee while I try again to settle down to work. Today I will be more diligent about saving my work constantly. This helps. After a while, I have a working lunch too: leftover leek soup from Wednesday night (I like it better cold!), leftover farm vegetables from last night, mixed peanuts and raisins. And another cup of decaf mid-afternoon.
I'm meeting my husband for a movie this evening, so we stop by Panera first and have Roasted Turkey and Avocado BLTs and chips. This is one of my favorite Panera sandwiches, and it's healthier than the Steak and White Cheddar Panini, my other favorite. Seriously. It's a great sandwich. Just thinking about it makes me want another one. This is not a sponsored post.
Afterwards, at the movies, I can't resist buying a package of Sour Patch Kids. Actually, I didn't really try to resist. I just bought it.
Breakfast, at 6:30, before a long Saturday shift: lemon water, coffee, smoothie made from almond coconut milk, hemp protein powder, avocado, strawberries, banana, frozen mango chunks, and kale. Much better now with the kale in it.
At work I have a cup of decaf coffee, a cup of regular, and way too many spoonfuls of milkshake (the best was cappuccino malt), as well as almost an entire small glass of strawberry-pineapple juice. Afterwards I bring home "lunch" (at 3:00 pm) for myself and my husband. I have a sandwich that is basically raw veggies and bacon (with plum sauce!) on wheat bread, a few fries, and a little bit of coleslaw; I purposely downsized the sandwich a bit from the "veggie club," skipping one of the pieces of bread and all of the cheese (and substituting real bacon for that gross vegetarian stuff).
I did all this downsizing so that I would not be too full to have something else to eat later. But in fact I am starving by about 5:30, start snacking while my husband is napping. A handful of raspberries, a little bowl of peanuts mixed with very dark chocolate chips. Eventually I get up, pour a glass of sherry, start fixing some dinner: nachos! Except with a twist. I cook some kohlrabi and kale first, and slice up radishes, green cabbage, onion and avocado. Then I spread the chips on a cookie sheet, layer on all those veggies, plus about 2/3 of a small can of black beans, and sprinkle extra-sharp cheddar over the whole thing, not too heavily. Wake up my husband and serve it with green salsa. They are delicious, but I made too much: enough for a big plate for each of us, and about one more serving left over. I put the leftover serving away in the refrigerator, but it continues to call to me all evening. I ask my husband if he wants to share it, but he does not. So, before bed, I warm it up again and eat it all by myself in the den while reading my book. These nachos are so, so good. But I am not happy with myself. Looking down at the rolls of my belly, I vow to start doing better. I have gained back all but one pound that I lost on our cleanse in April.
Sunday; we slow down our breakfast so that we can have lemon water and coffee first, not bother to make smoothies until a bit later. The smoothies are made of almond-coconut milk, coconut water, peanut butter, hemp protein powder, banana, peach, frozen mango, and kale. They taste incredibly sweet this morning, for no real reason that I can ascertain. The peach is certainly not all that good. I have another cup of decaf as we read together on the couch. I drink all the coffee black, in allegiance to my resolve of last night. Fewer calories in, please.
In the late morning, we go out for a quick brunch at Capital City Cheesecake, then to the farmer's market. At Capital City, I get my favorite "veggie bagel" (everything bagel, homemade veggie cream cheese, tomato, and onion), and a redeye coffee with some half and half. A bagel and cream cheese isn't exactly diet food, but I do refrain from ordering a side of chips or an additional pastry, which are things I might sometimes do.
At the farmer's market we buy potatoes, sweet potatoes, Gold Rush apples, carrots, blueberries, cherries, tomatoes, peppers, whole wheat bread, a quart of honey yogurt, swiss chard, fennel, and chives. Total $50.
I'm careful with portions at dinner. I do have my glass of sherry; also an egg scramble with a little sharp cheddar cheese, shredded carrot, kale, black beans, green pepper, and fresh marjoram; roasted "home fries" with onion; and one slice of whole wheat toast with butter and blueberry jam. This is satisfying and I don't need a second piece of toast, or too many potatoes. I do wish I'd left the marjoram out of the eggs, where the flavor is overwhelming, and perhaps put it in the potatoes instead.