I have decided that on top of my no-shop agenda I need to start posting more regularly again, lest I slip into the comfortable routine of just letting another night pass. After all, it’s those nights when I was too tired/didn’t eat anything interesting that I should be forcing myself to write, dontcha think?
Sadly, this week hasn’t been much less busy than the last few – I’m up at 4:30 every morning to do traffic on the Eyeopener, have three major deadlines that I’m trying to finish in the afternoons and events every evening except Friday. So yesterday morning I pulled a yogurt container full of chili out of the freezer to thaw. W will not eat chili, so at the last minute I spread some on a whole wheat pita (the second half of a too-large bag that is now too dried-out to do much with but toast as pita chips or use as base for a pizza), mashing the kidney beans a bit as I went, sprinkled it with some grated mozza and popped it in the toaster oven. I ate his remnants on my way out the door (I moderated a cafe scientifique event tonight – a discussion on food security) and they were bloody fantastic. I think I just may make chili pizza intentionally next time – it reminded me of sloppy Joes, but topped with cheese.
And oh: I’m upping my no-shop window to 2 weeks. One week seems far too easy, especially considering it’s already Wednesday, I’m attending a farm dinner at Forage tonight (their first) and teaching a cooking class tomorrow night. 2 weeks might be more of a challenge.
I do need to make the exception of (besides the aforementioned milk) bananas, apples and pears for W – I was going to add greens to the list, but I still have half a bag in the fridge, two bags of spinach in the freezer and a sack of peas the size of a polar bear’s pilllow. (You know you’re getting old when you start using phrases such as those. Also, I took a fall today on the ice and hurt my hip. Seriously.)