I’ve fallen and I can’t get up

I bought the wrong chicken.
Because I went to a big bulk store, I bought a lot of the wrong chicken.
I blame the universe.
I blame the gods.
I blame tenderloins because they look like chicken breasts.
Hmm? Look at the label you say?
Shut it.
So I needed to return it quickly.
I grabbed it, grabbed my keys and bolted out the door.
And landed face front on the front step.
Actually I fell into a bush first.
It broke my fall.
And then I landed on the front step.
My keys and my package of wrong chicken landed around me.
We were a sight.
If a vegetarian falls with some chicken did a vegetarian really fall at all?
So there I was. On the ground. Yelping for help.
And now here I am.

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Did I trip? Did I miss a step?
No idea. I just went down like a big old elm. Timber!
It’s not so bad.
I’m icing.
I’m elevating.
I’m Advil’ing
Waaaa!!
Come on 2013!

Thanks God for the Thanksgria

Before I tell you about the sangria, let me show you my turkey. Where are pictures of your turkey?? Come on, I’ll show you mine and then you show me yours. I know you took a pic.

Here’s the before and after

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Here’s a picture of my plate – because everyone always asks what a vegetarian eats on turkey day. Ok one person asked but that’s fine. Here you are.

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See, I did good.
And finally, the holiday in a glass – the thing that makes ricing 20 pounds of potatoes and still having your husband say it’s not enough worth it. The gas in my engine, the wind beneath my wings, the fuel to my…you know.

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I hope you all slept in or woke up at pre-dawn to buy something at a crowded store. Whatever works for you. Cheers everyone!

Not that kind of vegetarian…..

Last weekend when my sister and her man were here, we were kidding around about our eating habits.  When she first met him, she was trying to explain our kind of vegetarian.

She told him simply,”we’re not vegetable vegetarians, we’re more like Taco Bell vegetarians.”

Very true.  Ok, so maybe we don’t mean Taco Bell literally, but the point was good.  We are not health fanatics.

Usually, when people hear you don’t eat meat, they instantly throw some grilled veggies on a plate – which is very nice, and I am always appreciative.  But really, that’s not what I want.  I want a meal.  Something with some love, some pizzaz, or at least some cheese.

Something like this…

or something like this…..

These two amazing meals were made possible by the good people at The Fairmont Hotel in Boston.  I love Boston.

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