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Phood for the Soul

7 Jun

I started the morning with another interesting piece of phruit I picked up at Whole Paycheck.

It was some sort of tangerine that was phreaking delicious.

Work BFF and I stopped in for lunch at one of our phavorite Salinas spots- Habanero.

I tried the phajitas for the phirst time… as tasty as anything I’ve had there (although the Veracruzana remains number one in my heart)…

My birthday, while ridiculously phun, was missing one of the most important elements of my ideal celebratory approach… good old phashioned phamily phood.  I’d been phretting over that for two weeks, so I called in an expert to make things right.

Chicken and Noodles is an old phamily standby of ours, and a longstanding phavorite of mine.  It’s basically chicken noodle soup but without the broth served atop of a bed of mashed potatoes.  It’s the kind of dish that does so much more than pheed your stomach- it’s the kind that pheeds your soul.

Dessert was tasty but unnecessary after such a pheast.

Sometimes you don’t realize how much you really need something…

Thanks, Mom.  It meant a lot.

Ladies Day and Night

1 Jun

I stumbled upon this dimpled little citrus at Whole Paycheck and decided to give it a try (I have an unceasing love for ugly things… you’ve seen my dog, right?)

Preggers and I attended the Impower Luncheon at Corral de Tierra Country Club.  We started with a phig, prosciutto and arugula salad.

I tried to resist the bread, but we ended up being the very last table served, and my willpower, which has never been anything to shake a stick at, phailed quickly.

Most everyone dined on a chicken and couscous somethingorother, but the no coriander bubble girl here was hooked up with a vegetarian ravioli instead.  It was really delicious AND I could have gone swimming in the leftover oil… love phoods that are multi-purpose!

I assembled a phew nibbles for myself at the Junior League meeting at Carmel Valley Ranch in the evening.

I phelt very proud of my Macgyver skills when I successfully used the back of a spoon to squeeze out all the phabulous roasted garlic.

I had intended to eat a real dinner after the meeting but was too tired after such a phun meeting…

and I’m actually saying that without sarcasm!

I guess I phelt inspired after a day and night so phull of inspirational ladies!

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As an aside, while I am behind on my posts (the phood from today’s post was actually consumed on May 19), today marks the six month anniversary of Phood Fotos!  I just wanted to take a moment to thank everyone who has been a part of the phun so phar.

I still love it as much as the day I started, and I’m excited to add some new components to the blog in the coming months (just let me phinish up grad school phirst…)

Pseudo-Phamily

29 May

Being the sharpest tool in the shed, I phorgot to eat breakfast and lunch on Sunday.  Good thing my pseudo-phamily had me over for dinner as a belated birthday pheast.

We started with my phavorite olives from Whole Paycheck (I am mildly obsessed with the big green ones- Castelvetranos).

The pseudo-phamily went all phancy on me and served up some delicious cucumber dill bites (on which I most definitely pigged out).

For the main event, we pheasted on steak, roast potatoes and broccolini… I did not photo document my second helping, so make sure to envision it in your mind’s eye.

We phinished up the gorging with a phenomenal Bundt cake (and I channelled My Big Fat Greek Wedding voice as I ate each bite).

Psuedo-phamily, I for real love you and will come eat your phood (and provide entertainment) whenever you’ll have me!

Whelmed

16 May

The last of the Easter leftovers phinally met its demise.

Now, I’d never pretend to consider doing a crazy thing like going vegan on you people, but does anyone else pheel like this ovum is giving me the ol’ yellow eye?

The Big Cheese was in a celebratory mood this morning and brought in homemade cookies (her son phinally picked a college, and if I do say so myself, he made a great choice- my alma mater!)

They were much too chocolaty for my distinctly non-phemale taste buds, but the coconut aspect was unexpected and made it an overall enjoyable experience.

A phavorite lunch buddy of mine (who is also currently nickname-less) accompanied me on my New Restaurant Wednesday exploration.  I’ve noticed the sign outside Sang’s Cafe for years now whose sandwich board says John Steinbeck ate there proudly emblazoned in red and black letters.

Here’s hoping that it was better when he was a patron, otherwise I think the man was a literary genius with no taste buds.

Not to be unkind by any means, but this was, hands down, the worst burger I can remember in my life.  It was unseasoned and overcooked, and the patty was formed into the shape of a hot, hot mess.

From a strengths-based perspective, the bun was very phresh and there was a hefty serving of avocado included atop the sapless sirloin.

I ate a small portion of it and all the bacon.  They didn’t screw the bacon up, so maybe this would be a good breakfast place?

I had a late dinner at a phriend’s house after work, homework and other daily delights.  I stopped by Whole Paycheck to phind something for us to munch on and was pretty hard pressed to phind anything that offered the winning combination of healthy and appealing.

When I got to her house, she had goat cheese and crostini waiting.  Thank you, God, for giving me phriends who pheed me!

I settled on a roast chicken and an oddly wintery kale salad with cranberries, almonds and tomatoes with a citrus vinaigrette.  I think it would have been half decent sans tomatoes, but nobody seems to ask my opinion on these matters.  Odd, really…

I was not overwhelmed by the dinner, nor was I underwhelmed.  So if one can be simply “whelmed”, that is what I was.  My stomach begged to end the evening on a high note, so I revisited the goat cheese (and had two more than were pictured in this shot).

I hope next week’s New Restaurant Wednesday proves more successful.

Side note to Whole Paycheck: I am really not a phan.  I will continue to give you chances (and inappropriate portions of my paycheck for the sake of convenience), but I think you’re kind of lame.  No offense… well, sorta.

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