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veggie soup 1I need to take a step back.

I need to regroup and get this year back on track.

I need to simplify things up and carve out those pockets of time where I can get them.

We can do this.

Go team Jen on three,

ONE, TWO, THREE, TEAM JEN, break.

veggie tonic 1

Okay. Now what?

Now we make soup!

A fast, simple, good for you soup.

A soup that will cure what ails ya that is delightful to boot.

veggie tonic

Eat some while reading a book!

Multitasking.

We’re doing it!  Team Jen for the win!

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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.

cucumbers

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.

peppers

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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roasted tomato soup

Fun Fact!

Did you know that until this here recipe for tomato soup I had only had it once before in all my 34 years?  Well it’s true and I really only had about 3.25 spoonfuls before I probably used some unsavory words and tossed the rest.  Ugh, it was horrible.

tomatoes and garlic

I guess I should rewind for a minute.  I don’t really know why I hadn’t tried before that unpleasant first experience.  I liked tomatoes, I liked tomato sauce and I liked ketchup.  True, maybe some (my mom) would say I was a tad fussy about certain things.  On Taco nights I wouldn’t eat the shell, salsa or cheese and the meat could not be too spicy.  I was served bland ground beef and shredded lettuce in a bowl for years.  I loved taco night!  Anyway, maybe my eating habits caused my mom to not bother with the hassle of figuring out what about tomato soup needed to change in order for her youngest child to eat some.

soup 2

Lets fast forward to my first attempt.  I just started college.  I was living on my own in a new city.  You know how it is, everyone gets a little crazy in college. That’s how I ended picking up a can of tomato soup during my grocery shopping .  “I’m an adult now, I’m sure I’ll like it”.  Oh man, how foolish youth can be?  Well I headed back to the dorms, heated it up in the community kitchen and as I stated before, gagged, used some colorful language and wasted my precious money on a vile soup.  “Never again” I said!  Well maybe I didn’t say that but I’m sure I shook my fists in the air vowing revenge.  No? oh, well then I probably just went to the dining hall and stocked up on cereals that I could take back to my room.

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mushroom kale soup This is one of those soups that I made knowing full well husband will not be eating.  One word, mushrooms.  It’s the food that’s a deal breaker with him.  He is a very persnickety eater if you haven’t picked up on that yet but sometimes he can be persuaded to give something a shot.  But mushrooms, that’s not going to happen.  One mushroom will cause an entire meal to be inedible to him.  If they are on pizza, well we don’t get them on pizza because they leave a vile taste even if picked off.  His words not mine.

garlic

Since I happen to be a fan of the mushroom I decided to try it with this garlic soup as its base because my husband wasn’t on board with that either.  Geez.  The upside to a soup just for me with no chance of Adam wanting any is that I can really swing for the stars and add some kale to the mix.  What drives me to take such risks?  Soup is on and it is delicious and it is all mine.  And yours if you want.

kale and mushrooms

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soft pretzel

Brace yourself folks.  I’m about to shatter the illusion you have of me that I’m perfect.

Yes, it’s true I’m a flawed soul.  I’m plenty okay with this but I’m afraid of the devastating effect this news will have on you.

I hope I have not ruined your holiday season.  I am truly sorry.

What’s that?

None of you even entertained the idea that I was perfect?

Well okay then.  Hmm, I have to say I’m a little surprised and mildly shocked but….none of you?

Well let’s just move right along shall we.

soft pretzelsThe flaw that I was about to shock you with is my failure to live in the present.  I tend to put on my rose color glasses over how things were in the past and get super jazzed about how I think things will be in the future.  Note: using the term super jazzed often does not constitute as a flaw.

I’m sure we all do this but it erks me so much when I catch myself dismissing something that I will surely look back on with joy but at the moment comparing it to our past.  Just enjoy now Jen, you big dummy.  That’s what I yell in my head.

I have to remind myself that things weren’t alway perfect.  That cute first apartment together, remember the ceiling fell in.  The phone never worked, the kitchen was pretty non-existent and the trolley shook the whole place every 10 minutes.  Let’s not forget the squirrel break-in.  He wrecked the whole place.  When Adam came home he thought maybe I was in a mad dash to get to work because I was late.  It wasn’t until he found the hole in the screen and squirrel bathroom evidence that he thought possibly it wasn’t me.  Possibly?  Really?

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