I’m glad Jenn showed you all some exciting eats because my day seems just a tad boring in comparison. However, it is totally typical of my everyday eats—and a quick search of the archives will, in fact, bring up most of the items on the menu, so at least you know I’m keepin’ it realzies.
My mornings often start out the same way: cereal, fruit, sometimes OJ and always coffee. This morning in question started out with Cheerios, a liberal amount of strawberries and coffee in a pug cup, with fat-free hazelnut creamer. I would have had two cups of coffee, but the morning got busy and I just didn’t have time.
I should probably have more protein in the mornings, but my morning taste buds are pretty particular. Not to mention, I never like to cook, so cooking in the morning is a marriage of my two least favorite things. Maybe I should start hard-boiling eggs more often the night before…
Lunch on this Sunday was a sandwich and a handful of Lay’s Kettle Cooked barbecue chips. The sandwich was a couple of slices of turkey on whole-grain Arnold bread, a slice of provolone cheese, a smear of hummus, some sliced avocado and horseradish mustard.
A couple hours later, my stomach was grumbling for a snackaroo, so I tried to see how many cherries I could get to fit in this little serving dish. I shared a few with my daughter but ate all of these and could have gone back for more.
Then, it was time to hit the pool. So we went out on a hot, sunny, humid day. By the time we were done splashing around with the little kiddo, my husband and I were both starving. It was 4:30 p.m. Instead of hitting up the pool snack bar, we high-tailed it to our neighborhood Chipotle, where everyone knows our name. Not really, but I feel like they should. We grabbed a way-early-bird dinner.
I’ve been going vegetarian a lot with my Chipotle lately, but on this particularly ravenous day, I went with barbacoa, brown rice, extra veggies, mild and corn salsa, cheese and lettuce. Sour cream on the side so that I could add just a dab (their version of “light on sour cream” is way different than mine), and I shared the guac with my hubby. I also always add a dab of the green Tabasco sauce. To die for.
Then, as I sat down to write this, I had a couple of cookies and milk calling my name. Who was I to ignore them?
And there you have it, a look at one of my average days of eating. It’s not perfect, but perfect is no fun!
Do you have any weaknesses? Eat the same meals over and over and over? —Erin