You sorta knew this was coming, right?
It’s practically a foregone conclusion I’d be sharing my vacation eats in this week’s What I Ate Wednesday; especially when you factor in the small fact I left you high and dry for the past two weeks. Oh, you didn’t notice that. Well I guess I just outed myself. My bad.
Since I’m still not feeling super chatty, I’m jumping right to the pictures with one little caveat (you knew I couldn’t be totally mum): these are some of the eats I ate over the past week while I was on vacation. They do not represent one particular day of food, although it would be a tasty day if they did. They are mainly beach eats, with a random meal out, thrown in for good measure. I like throwing things around for good measure; it makes me feel tough.
First breakfasts always included a banana. Some of us were more appropriate than others. When it comes to maturity, I’m pretty sure my four-year old nephew has me beat. He’s a classy guy. I, on the other hand, like to play with my food in the form of #publicshadowbanana because that’s not at all creepy. Dun, dun, dun.
Second breakfast, brunch, or sometimes even lunch usually involved a plate of scrambled eggs, more fruit and an English (yes, in Canada) muffin.
This particular breakfast was scarfed down the morning after the Tough Mudder. It came from Bertha’s, a classic North Buffalo diner (I crossed the border yet again). I was craving enough food to feed an army, and let me tell you, they delivered. I inhaled a veggie omelet packed with onions, peppers, tomatoes and of course, my beloved cheddar cheese. I also polished off home fries, two slices of rye bread toast, and the last third of the Hubby’s bagel with a schmear of cream cheese. I guess I was a wee bit hungry after burning a hundred bazillion cajillion calories the day before. I might be exaggerating, but only slightly.
Lunch time, when it wasn’t part of breakfast, more often than not involved snack plates, giant bowls of pineapple, handfuls of nuts, or granola and yogurt. Some days I was a proper lady and ate my food at a table. Other days, I ate right on the beach. I’m pretty sure there was some sand consumed, but I figure it’s good for digestion. Just go with it.
There was also some afternoon rehydrating.
Dinners were pretty basic because nobody likes to do a whole lot of cooking at that beach. The family motto is if you can grill it, then they’re gonna eat it, and It always involves a big slab of meat. Since this isn’t my first rodeo, I decided to take proactive measures. Right before we left, I whipped up a batch of Peas and Crayons Sweet Potato Chickpea Burgers, so I could ensure I had something tasty to nosh on each night, when all the other carnivores dined on their big hunks of meat. My burgers were ridiculously good (no surprise there) and a perfect solution to my carnivorous quandary.
Dinner also include some type of giant salad, whether it be a green salad with over the top structured fixings (who could have done that?) or a never-ending pasta salad supplied by my sister-in-law.
Desserts were easy events as well, and usually involved a marshmallow, an open flame, and a stick. I’m pretty sure I blew my vegetarian status on these, and I have to say, it was a good way to go out.
Speaking of ways to go out, I think it’s high time I end this post. So I bid you a fond farewell and say, “Until next time, mes amis.”
What do your vacation eats look like? Are you a fan of s’mores? Do you like your marshmallows brunt or golden brown?