Good evening, loves! :) I hope you had a Sunday that was the complete opposite of mine. By that, I mean totally relaxing. ^_^ Oh, and I’m only half-kidding here…
I went grocery shopping (happiness-inducing!) at my favorite Korean grocery store last night after dinner. I was honestly planning on only buying one or two items, but I ended up buying three bagfuls. Yes, I am a compulsive buyer… but that doesn’t automatically make me a stupid one, hm? ;) Cheapness 4eva!
Goodies galore! :) Such as…
orange blossom honey
Awesome-smelling cheese <3
Peanut Butter Puffins with cherry vanilla granola, dried banana slices, black sesame seeds, and coarse sea salt. Made delicious with unsweetened almond milk. :)
My mom just keeps buying PB Puffins. Okay, I love them and all, but honestly, I’d like to branch out into other cereals…
Lunch was another adventure in my quest to taste different ethnic foods. Today, we went to a Persian restaurant called Shamshiry. No pictures of the decor, since the waiters were already staring at us, and I was already pretty uncomfortable, but it is a really tiny place that looks ten times bigger because of a single, completely-mirrored wall. It was a little strange watching myself eat from my peripheral vision, but who cares about how messy/weird I look when I chew when there’s food to photograph?!
My dad ordered the house salad to start. Nothing special—just some iceberg lettuce, tomato, olives (blech), red beans (kidney?), and goat cheese, which I stole with some of the greens. It came with a runny, sour lemon-yogurt dressing.
I was pretty intimidated when I saw the portion for my dish, the shirin polo, which was “sweet rice” with spices, sugared orange peel, pistachios, and almonds.
It’s impossible to tell from the photos, but trust me—this was enough to feed a family of four, at least. The sad thing is, the description on the menu made it sound so amazing, but it really wasn’t that good. The rice was nice and fluffy, but it just wasn’t very well seasoned at all (I expected a TON more spices), and the flavors just didn’t mix well. Instead of a heavenly combination of flavors, I tasted each one individually, one after another, as I ate it. The candied orange peels were also much less fragrant and citrus-y than I expected. :( At least it looked good…
Oh, but the crusty rice cracker-like thing (tah digue) was pretty awesome. :) So darn crunchy! I should cook rice in a pot just for this. ;) I was eating it in quite a barbaric way (with my hands), and my dad scolded me for it. Then, he proceeded to do the same and munch and crunch on it just like a cracker. Mmhmm, I’m just that brilliant! Also, I can’t believe they actually sell this stuff. I saw it at the Korean grocery as “scorched rice,” lol.
Perhaps the size of these meals is better reflected in this picture? Possibly?…
My dad ordered the mahi kabob (salmon), which came with baghali polo, dill rice with fava beans. There was salmon there before, I promise. ;)
I also ordered the a pot of “Persian tea,” which was basically nice, piping-hot, bitter black tea in a jug that came with a cute teacup and tiny straw. Oh, and sugar cubes. :) I never knew such a small amount of tea could be drunk so slowly until today…
Dinner was a bit of a different story. We went to a local chain restaurant called Clyde’s, and my dad immediately proclaimed that he was craving junk food.
The phrase “junk food” means different things to different people. To my friends, it would probably be McDonald’s, Burger King, deep-fried foods—the obviously not-too-healthy foods. But for a DE-ravaged mind like mine? I’ve gotten my definitions confused and/or mixed up.
Junk food, to me, once meant carbs. It once meant dessert and sugar; even my beloved nut butters were stuck under that label! It meant eggs and creamy sauces and butter and red meat—basically anything that wasn’t a vegetable or fruit. Actually, if DE deemed a fruit too high in sugar/calories (WTF), it was also considered “junk food.” Maybe I didn’t call it junk food in my mind, but from the way I was treating those foods, they might as well be as nutritious as a McDonald’s cheeseburger.
I asked my dad what he meant by “junk food.”
“Burgers. Fast food. Soda. Deep fried foods… like french fries. I really need french fries today.”
His reply was so simple and damn obvious, and yet somehow, it cleared my mind of the DE fog and pulled me closer to normalcy. I asked myself, Is this bread “junk food” because it’s white and has “no” nutritional value?
No. Nonetheless, I didn’t eat it. It was cold and tough. :(
Am I only allowed to drink water and calorie-free drinks?
No, but I needed a hot drink that night, and peppermint tea sounded good. *shivers* Plus, unless they are at room temperature and flat, sodas/sparkling fizzy drinks make my stomach hurt like hell. They don’t really taste that good in that state either…
Should I order the winter vegetable platter or the jumbo lump crab cake dish? Did I eat too much meat during the day? What if the sweet potato gratin it comes with is too cheesy and delicious and I finish the whole thing? What if there are too many carbs in the veggie platter?
What if what if what if I just ordered what I wanted?
Don’t get me wrong, the winter vegetable platter sounded delicious (and I could taste acorn squash that was maybe done the right way), but everything about the jumbo lump crab cake dish just sounded perfect. And it was. :)
1. Jumbo lump crab cake. Biiig clumps of delicious crabmeat, little to no breading, definitely no mayo, and perfectly seasoned. Oh, and no food poisoning is a plus!
2. Chipotle sweet potato gratin. This was coated with a cheesy sauce rather than being smothered in real cheese, but it was certainly better than my first time having “sweet potato” gratin. 100% sweet potatoes, yay! They were really sweet. :)
3. Brussels sprouts + blood orange vinaigrette. This was my first time trying brussels sprouts, and they were yummy. I don’t understand why it has the reputation it does?! I think these were steamed or boiled, and boiled is apparently the yuckiest way of preparing them, but they were good! The blood orange vinaigrette was a little less citrus-y than I would have liked, but it wasn’t overly sweet, which was nice. (Still need to buy blood oranges!)
All this while my dad chowed down a giant bacon cheeseburger with fries and a coke. Is there anyone who thinks that “bacon cheeseburger” means a burger made out of bacon with cheese?
… Didn’t think so. -_-
The moral of the story is: Not every food is “junk food,” and no junk food is off limits. I will say it: Life is a balancing act. What if what if what if I just did that?
2010 Goal #3: BALANCE. BALANCE. BALANCE. It’s pretty self-explanatory, but so much easier said than done…
Q1: What’s your favorite type of cereal?
Q2: What do you consider “junk food”?
Q3: Do you like brussels sprouts?
Off to… finish my homework! :D