I like pretty food. There, I said it.
(Dragon Fruit: I bought him for his looks alone; well that and the novelty).
You can call me vain, shallow, maybe even narcissistic, and I’d vehemently deny it all. Alright fine, there’s a slight chance I’m a teeny, tiny bit vain. It’s practically a prerequisite for blogging, right along with our voyeuristic tendencies. Um hello the selfie stick is a million dollar idea for a reason. I’m still kicking myself for not inventing it, although the same cannot be said for the Snuggie. Genius or not, I refuse to have anything to do with that outfit, for lack of a better word. I’d rather tuck my socks into my sweatpants and call it a day. So there.
(Now that is sexy personified)
Despite having a penchant for picture pleasing plates, I’m definitely not one to pass judgment, aside from that Snuggie business of course. I also recognize there is a time and place for less than beauteous food, like eleven o’clock at night, when the sun is down and you stand little chance of capturing a delicious and drool worthy photo.
The point of all this is I deliberately make my meals more photogenic, especially when I know a What I Ate Wednesday is going down. It’s a thing, a sickness if you will, which has only gotten worse over time. The longer I blog, the sicker I get. Confession: I secretly, or not so secretly now that I’ve spilled the beans, love it.
It’s gotten to the point where the Hubby and I will sit down to dinner, with the same eats gracing our plates, and he’ll say, “My meal looks nothing like yours.” So I thought it’d be fun to capture a day of both of our eats.
I give you a random Saturday, where in addition to shoveling food into our faces, we planted our garden.
The His and Hers Edition.
Breakfast: Scrambled eggs with a dash of (non-dairy) milk, mozzarella cheese and chives from my garden, with a side of buttered Tuscan Herb toast, and berries.
Lunch: Spinach Salad with Blue Cheese, Green Onions and Strawberries. Post picture, I added a dressing of olive oil and peach balsamic vinegar.
Dinner: Eggplant Parmesan on angel hair pasta with Italian bread, buttered post picture.
In addition to the pictures above, there was a plethora of beverages consumed throughout the day. Coffee and water for both of us, beer for him, hard cider for her.
Enough about me though. See, totally not vain (cough, cough).
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