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kale walnut salad 2

I don’t know about you guys but when I get home from work I am hard-wired to eat.

I’m not ready for dinner per say.  In fact we are late eaters but I do need something.

I try to be proactive and have something good for me waiting.

kale walnut salad

You know, like this.  Something good and delicious and easy to get at so I don’t just jam handfuls of cheez-its and jelly beans into my face.  It happens, it’s not pretty looking.

Well that’s where this salad came about. I prepped it on a Sunday and thought it should get me through Wednesday.  You are one smart cookie Jennifer.  You got this adult thing figured out.

What you don’t have figured out is how not to keep “taste-testing” this amazing salad on Sunday and then eat all of it on Monday!


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mediterranean pepper salad 2I think I’m suffering from seasonal affective disorder.  Anyone else?

Maybe post holiday blues.  I’m pretty sure I have frost bite but I’m not a doctor so maybe not, I don’t know.

All I know is that everything has turned blah and cold.  I’m struggling to want to do anything.  Frankly seeing the temperature in my car at 12 degrees the other morning when I went to heat it up so Larry and I don’t turn into a popsicle was just a slap in the face to my mood. Blah.  Not cool winter.

pepper trio

I’ve been dreaming of warmth, how I wish I was here again.  I’d even happily go with my sister again and refuse any gin.  That’s not true.  That last part about gin was a lie, sorry.  It’s this weather.  Blurg.

On our frigid drives to work these couple of weeks Larry and I have been hatching a little plan to just keep going.  Forget work, forget New England winters and head south to Savannah.  I’m not sure how we came up with Savannah except I’ve never been and have always wanted and well, Larry is game for anything.


We would just drive into town.  I’ll work at some diner with a cute little uniform in some 1940’s style.  The patrons would be humored by my sassy northern ways and Larry would follow me around as I wait my tables.  I’m assuming that would not be any sort of health code violation or anything.  People would think we were the bees knees and say “that’s a mighty fine dog you have there” and I would say, “that’s not my dog, he’s my best friend” and scene.  Is that not normal?  She shrugs her shoulders, exit stage left.


We don’t talk about the reality of this plan being we would be leaving Franklin, Newton and Adam and that would be just awful but Savannah does sound nice and warm and I can be sassy.


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Hey you? Yeah you.

Are you sitting down? No wait!

Standing may be better.

You Know, in case you have a sudden desire to run victory laps in celebration.

Of course sitting is safer.  You may get light-headed and I wouldn’t want you to fall. That’s me looking out for you, you’re welcome.

Either way, hold on to something securely bolted to the ground.


I think I may have just taken my soup project to a whole new level.

A my mind was blown at how delicious this seemingly unassuming soup tasted level.

A when it was ready and I tasted it, I immediately texted my husband at work and may have used “R” rated colorful language to describe how good it was level.

I received no response back.  Blurg!

He didn’t try any of it.  Though to be fair I didn’t really encourage him to either.

I  didn’t want to share.  It is that good.

What’s that?  Oh, you were expecting more earth shattering news?

Well maybe I did over hype it but it is so darn good I wanted to make sure you were listening.  Sorry.

But you know what they say and by they I mean no one I have ever met. “Go big or go home.”


Why would going home be bad?  I love going home.  I think I’m losing focus here.  Anyway.

Home is where I can make more of this fantastic roasted red pepper and eggplant soup and eat it all.  And you should too!


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