Hello, and welcome back. Did you miss me yesterday?
I took a much needed respite, although I could use a whole week off (damn my ridiculous, yet necessary lists). If I did, I might be slightly less crazy, but there’s no guarantees and crazy Meghan is kind of fun; so long as you’re not in ear shot. Plus, I would miss you all too much, and far be it from me to pass up a WIAW post. Check back in a couple of weeks though because I may be singing a different tune; not that I could actually carry one, and of course that wouldn’t stop me from singing.
Typically, I like to showcase pretty dishes on my blog, but I want to be clear, that’s not how I eat all the time. Sometimes, on a rare occasion, I’ve been known to eat an ugly meal or two. It’s sad, but true. If they were all beautiful, I’d probably be famous or a chef or maybe even a famous chef. Instead, I’m a realist, and I’ve decided to share with you my Sunday eats for this very reason. I want you to see the dark and seedy underbelly of food blogging. You know me, I’m all about putting it out there: the good, the bad, the ugly, and today: the not so pretty.
Here’s how it went down.
Breakfast started with a raspberry banana smoothie with a scoop of flax powder and some pineapple juice. Not too shabby and not from concentrate either (the juice).
I was ravenous so it was quickly followed by coffee, two fried eggs, some roasted fingerling potatoes, and a piece of Country Buttertop toast the size of my head. I’m not kidding; the bread is huge and since it’s not pictured, you’ll just have to take my word for it.
Lunch was baked Mac n Cheese, made with cauliflower and whole wheat penne pasta. It was ugly, but delicious. Let’s asses: pasta smothered in a creamy cheese sauce: good. Cauliflower smothered in a creamy cheese sauce: equally good. Creamy cheese sauce made from soft, supple Havarti, with a touch of salty Asiago, and a dab of freshly shredded mozzarella, all topped with fresh chives. Really good. So good the Hubby went back for thirds, and I don’t care how it looks. Alright, I do care, but I’ll get over it because every meal isn’t picturesque.
Since I appeared to be digging all kinds of brown foods, I opted for French Onion Soup for dinner. I snagged the recipe from Kristy, and while it was really delicious, my pictures look nothing like hers. Photogenic or not, it tasted damn good going down; both bowls in fact because I went back for seconds.
Dessert was the exception because not only did it taste good; it looked good too. The best part: it was made by the Hubby. He didn’t take a picture, but I’ve got an old one so it should suffice. Peanut butter chocolate pudding made with avocado so you can eat your heart out, while getting a dose of healthy fat (yes, they do exist).
The moral of the story (or today’s post anyway) is you can’t always judge a book by its cover. Well unless Fabio’s on the cover. Feel free to judge away then.
What’s your favorite ugly food? Have you ever mixed cauliflower and pasta?