When QJ moves – Part 4- Premade, processed, icky food….is amazing
I know most people don’t know my eating habits (yet?) but for the most part, I make everything homemade, avoid chemicals (despite the last post’s implications) when I can, and like to think that we eat pretty healthy.
Shut up. :P
*Not that I expect you to notice, but in case you did, the pizza pictures show different colored counters. I actually cooked the first batch at the old house while continuing to pack and clean. Then when we took the load over to the new house, I cooked more in the oven there.
The rest of the posts about my big move can be found here.
I can taste the birthday!
My life revolves around food.
What am I going to cook?
Oh my god, doesn’t that look amazing!
Do I have the ingredients for that?
Mmm, I’m craving such ‘n’ such.
Have you ever had this dish?
Where’s the beef?
Day after day, my conversations with other people inevitably seem to circle around food, too. Here’s a quick MSN conversation with a friend who couldn’t wait to tell me about his breakfast. I even set him up without realizing it!
Me: do you like french toast?
Z: Yup.
Z: I like anything with syrup.
Z: I made waffles out of birthday cake batter…
Z: You could taste the birthday.
Z: Try it.
Me: :D
Me: That’s awesome!
Me: I should
Z: Birthday tastes awesome.
Z:A autistic and very large friend of mine was like “What the h*ll is this?”
Z:”Waffles, eat it.”
Z: “They don’t look right.” “They are made from cake batter.” “oh, ok…” om nom nom “Holy sh*t, it IS made from cake batter. I can taste the birthday.”
Doesn’t that just make you say “aww,” giggle, and crave birthday cake waffles? Screw the rainbow….I want to taste the birthday!
Breakfast Log Cabin – Bacon, sausage, waffles
Wait, shouldn’t there be eggs somewhere? I guess they’re probably the rugs inside, huh? The bacon curtains rock. *nods*
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