I googled my title to make sure there are no such thing as Mexican blueberries, and lo and behold an Urban Dictionary entry tells me that the two words together mean LSD, or acid. I assure you that LSD has not been a part of my eats these past few days. Mexican food and blueberries certainly have, though.
My first Mexican craving came late Friday night. I then knew what was on the dinner menu for Saturday: chicken quesadillas. Does anyone else think 24 hours ahead of time what you’re making for meals? Nevertheless, I got out the Kid’s Flat-Out wraps and used the panini grill to smash some chicken and Swiss cheese between the fold.
I also warmed up some of Amy’s Vegetable Barley soup. It was my first time trying Amy’s soups, and as a fan of Amy’s food, I’m saddened to say that I wasn’t a fan of this particular soup. I should include in this criticism that I’m a new soup lover, and I may not have warmed the soup up enough. So my lukewarm review may be affected by my lukewarm soup. 😦
I felt like making a special breakfast Sunday in honor of my dad who makes his special breakfast for the family on Sundays. I used Kath’s Oatmeal Pancake recipe and slipped some blueberries in the batter…thus starting my very berry obsession.
Kath’s recipe is great because it makes the perfect portion. One pancake with good old-fashioned syrup on it. Delicious!
This summer, I’m actually interning with a wedding planner, and Sunday was my first event I was working. I was a little concerned about if I was going to be able to eat dinner while working, so I made sure to eat foods that filled me up in case eating later was going to be hard to fit in.
For lunch, I made a turkey burger with hummus and filling fruit for the sides.
Turkey burgers are my favorite kind of burger, especially paired with avocado and sweet potato fries. I guess it’s my version of the classic American diner combo of a cheeseburger and fries. The hummus was a nice substitute for the avocado I didn’t have in the fridge.
After driving an hour to the (almost) middle of nowhere, without getting lost(!), I happily munched on a Clif Mojo Peanut Butter Pretzel Bar right before I started work at 3 p.m.
This baby kept me over like no bar ever has! I ended up not eating dinner until I got off at 9:30. And I didn’t notice I was hungry until 8:45 when people at the reception starting eating their dinner. The smell of all the catered food got to me. Breadbaskets always look so good to me when I’m hungry. Luckily, I packed a bagel for the car ride home. When I’m hungry, the first thing I want is bread. Always.
For my first day of classes on Monday, I made a breakfast I’ve abandoned for far too long…oatmeal!
How could I turn my back on that gooey goodness? Strawberries and blueberries with brown sugar=my classic oatmeal mix-ins. I’ve learned that bananas and chocolate additions upset my stomach in the morning and I don’t like adding nuts or granola because I like my oats smooth and creamy.
For dinner that night, I had a strange craving for both pizza and Mexican food. What’s a girl to do?
Eat Kashi’s Mexicali Black Bean Thin Crust Pizza!
This pizza was so good. I love nontraditional pizzas and this one tasted great and filled me up! It was a little spicy, but only in the Mexican spices way—not the whoa, this is too hot for me to swallow spicy. I ate half of the pizza along with a salad and had the rest for lunch today. Leftovers are great.
I surprised the boyfriend and baked some Peppermint Cheesecake Brownies for him. It was the first time baking in the apartment, and they turned out really well! I was a little nervous because I don’t have a mixer, so I mix everything by hand and the cream cheese wasn’t completely smooth at the end. They still tasted great, though, according to the boyfriend and his roommates. Who needs a mixer? My arms will get good workouts this summer! 🙂
I had one straight out of the oven to make sure they were edible. And—okay—just because I wanted one. They’re probably more appropriate to make in December, but they sure were still tasty in June!
On a completely unrelated note, I realized today that I haven’t eaten out for ten days! This may be some sort of a record. I may even reward myself…by eating out! Ha.