one hot mess |
If you want to try, order the "Sexy Fries." I have no clue how the name came about because I can't think of anything less sexy than eating this sloppy fry plate. Perhaps it's ironic, but not funny.
Visited Jamba Juice this week but certainly not for juice! I believe Wednesdays are $1 oatmeal days and I found it a fitting snack.
playing with oats... brown sugar steel-cut oatmeal |
The past few Wednesday nights Oddjob has been coming over for a couple of hours while her Popsy takes a yoga class. She is fascinated by my bachelorette's mixed menu - from fresh fruit to frozen pizzas. This week I prepared a super easy "French" meal for her: Champs-Élysées salad (slivered carrots and radicchio) and a Tarte d'Alsace (what I call a French pizza, topped with ham, gruyere, and creme fraiche.) All items available from Trader Joe's and ready to impress eleven year-old girls who don't know better!
Easy to eat, easier to make. |
On Thursday I met Tater for lunch at The Plant Cafe but alas! I forgot to bring my camera (shame on me, just what sort of blogger am I? I promise to revisit with camera in tow but for now, just take my word for it.) The goods are a few dollars more than what I like to pay for lunch but such is the premium for organic food served in the United States. The meat options are slim (chicken or tuna in a few sandwiches) so I gave in and got the vegetable-packed Spicy Red Thai Curry. The sauce was beautifully complex, savory and sour and a little spicy. And there were so many different vegetables - some I didn't even recognize - all cooked so there weren't any disconcertingly raw crunches during my meal. And might I say they serve some pretty nice rice.
Tater inhaled her Roasted Chicken Pesto Sandwich and White Bean-Garlic soup... turns out white beans make a red soup but it was still delicious.
Love the lemons and limes you can add (yourself) to the water (that you also get yourself.) The decor is clean and modern; Tater likened it to "a corporate feel in LA." My only complaint is the decibel level... when the cashier asked if it the meal was for eat-in or take-out, I yelled "credit!" Oops.
No comments:
Post a Comment