I love to eat. I love to eat almost everything. I love to think about what I am going to eat, almost as much as the eating itself. Healthy, unhealthy, fancy, plain. I just love it. And I've been pregnant or nursing for the last 6 years, so I pretty much could eat whatever I wanted.
When you're pregnant, you gain weight no matter what you eat.
When you're nursing, you lose weight no matter what you eat.
Both scenarios are just fine by me. HOWEVER, I'm not in either circumstance anymore for the first time in a loooooong time. But, I love to eat. I'm going to have to figure this out. Do tell me your tips: I love to eat.
My #1 favorite food on the entire planet is Chicken Pot Pie IX. That's right folks, number 9. IX. Made with No Fail Pie Crust III. The number 3. It's the one that uses butter as the fat. Did I mention I like to eat?
And last night I made this amazing sandwich. And served it with this french fry recipe. And included every single reference to butter in the sandwich. I can pretend it was for the man, but I'll tell you right now, I enjoyed it at least as much as he did. Yum. It was de-lish.
And tonight, I'm going to make this black bean soup. My fave. I do have eclectic taste, don't I?
And there you have it. An entire post about food. My favorite topic.
Except maybe coffee.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
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I've been meaning to make P-Dub's sandwich. Was it really all that?
Because I love food too and think about it in equally obsessive amounts.
We must get together sometime. Maybe when spring comes and the kids can play outside? And we can have a picnic?
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