Sunday, September 25, 2005
T minus 4 days
Well, so far so good I think. After I got home on Wednesday, I looked around the pantry and freezer to see what kind of interesting things I could put together to make a semi-normal meals. I mean, the point of this experiment was not to eat tomato paste and mustard over white rice with a side of capers.
Thus, on Wednesday night I had a dinner of tomatoes with feta (dressed with olive oil, white wine vinegar, za'atar, oregano, salt and pepper) and baked butter beans (gigantes) with tomato sauce. Very yummy, very Greek. At that point, I officially had no more fresh fruit or veggies in the house.
Thursday, I was to have lunch with my career counselor at Armando's Caribe up in Alpharetta, so I was sure my plan would go to pieces. Instead, it turned out that Elaine treated me to my order of chicken enchiladas (which was greatly appreciated) and I told her how timely the lunch meeting was considering the situation. As a bonus, our waiter brought us an order of tostones to try as an appetizer. For dinner, I pulled out a box of Lean Cuisine chicken fettucini alfredo and polished off a can of Israeli pickles.
I worked from home of Friday, so that erased any food purchasing situations and temptations. For breakfast, I had a toasted whole wheat English muffin with pb&j (strawberry-rhubarb to be exact); for lunch, I warmed up a can of Goya red kidney beans in sauce and ate the beans with cheddar cheese and tortilla chips; and finally, later that day I went to (Shabbes) dinner with my sister at the Levine's house (onion casserole, broccoli casserole, roast chicken, brisket, cabbage and birthday cake).
Saturday was a non eventful salad of a lunch at Doc Greens (that my sister treated me to) and for dinner, I defrosted a portion of Alton Brown's meat loaf that I made a while back (see recipe link in the index). I was a happy camper. The thing is, though, I had my meat loaf, but I didn't have any mashed potatoes. I didn't have any mac and cheese. All I had was a lonely lump of loaf, plain and simple. I tell you this to preface (justify?) my late night visit to Taco Cabana....
I hadn't gone out to a club in who knows how long, and it was nice to finally hang out and dance (!) with a bunch of friends. From 80's to hip hop to dance to latin, we danced all night and broke quite a sweat. So it was ONLY APPROPRIATE that we wrap up the night at T-Cab. How ironic, though, that my only food expenditure so far in this test of wills was, by far, the least critical. I mean, I didn't need to eat, I just wanted to eat. With all due respect however, I do distinctly remember that I was, in fact, actually hungry. It's just that at 3 in the morning, no one needs to be eating anything. So I guess I should say this: yes, I could have spent two dollars on some chips and queso, but noooooo, I went for the $7.59 Mexican platter (cheese enchilada, chicken chalupa and a beef taco). I just about inhaled the whole thing, rice and beans included.
Sunday was a hodgepodge of canned and frozen goods (cheese burekas and Chef Boyardee), and I will say that I'm finally growing a bit tired of this game. I don't know if I'll be able to make it till Thursday.
Thus, on Wednesday night I had a dinner of tomatoes with feta (dressed with olive oil, white wine vinegar, za'atar, oregano, salt and pepper) and baked butter beans (gigantes) with tomato sauce. Very yummy, very Greek. At that point, I officially had no more fresh fruit or veggies in the house.
Thursday, I was to have lunch with my career counselor at Armando's Caribe up in Alpharetta, so I was sure my plan would go to pieces. Instead, it turned out that Elaine treated me to my order of chicken enchiladas (which was greatly appreciated) and I told her how timely the lunch meeting was considering the situation. As a bonus, our waiter brought us an order of tostones to try as an appetizer. For dinner, I pulled out a box of Lean Cuisine chicken fettucini alfredo and polished off a can of Israeli pickles.
I worked from home of Friday, so that erased any food purchasing situations and temptations. For breakfast, I had a toasted whole wheat English muffin with pb&j (strawberry-rhubarb to be exact); for lunch, I warmed up a can of Goya red kidney beans in sauce and ate the beans with cheddar cheese and tortilla chips; and finally, later that day I went to (Shabbes) dinner with my sister at the Levine's house (onion casserole, broccoli casserole, roast chicken, brisket, cabbage and birthday cake).
Saturday was a non eventful salad of a lunch at Doc Greens (that my sister treated me to) and for dinner, I defrosted a portion of Alton Brown's meat loaf that I made a while back (see recipe link in the index). I was a happy camper. The thing is, though, I had my meat loaf, but I didn't have any mashed potatoes. I didn't have any mac and cheese. All I had was a lonely lump of loaf, plain and simple. I tell you this to preface (justify?) my late night visit to Taco Cabana....
I hadn't gone out to a club in who knows how long, and it was nice to finally hang out and dance (!) with a bunch of friends. From 80's to hip hop to dance to latin, we danced all night and broke quite a sweat. So it was ONLY APPROPRIATE that we wrap up the night at T-Cab. How ironic, though, that my only food expenditure so far in this test of wills was, by far, the least critical. I mean, I didn't need to eat, I just wanted to eat. With all due respect however, I do distinctly remember that I was, in fact, actually hungry. It's just that at 3 in the morning, no one needs to be eating anything. So I guess I should say this: yes, I could have spent two dollars on some chips and queso, but noooooo, I went for the $7.59 Mexican platter (cheese enchilada, chicken chalupa and a beef taco). I just about inhaled the whole thing, rice and beans included.
Sunday was a hodgepodge of canned and frozen goods (cheese burekas and Chef Boyardee), and I will say that I'm finally growing a bit tired of this game. I don't know if I'll be able to make it till Thursday.
