¿Qué tal tu fin de semana? translates to:
How did your weekend treat you?
Mine was perfecto—filled with fun and food
As always, new discoveries were accrued
On the pumpkin front, I discovered…
In the mix: 1/2 cup pumpkin, one container plain Greek yogurt, maple syrup, cinnamon and pumpkin pie spice
I turned to this in-house pumpkin yogurt mixture to kick an imaginary craving, of sorts.
An imaginary craving? That’d be a craving for something you’ve never actually tasted—but perhaps seen, heard or dreamt of.
In this case, my imaginary craving was for Stonyfield’s new Pumpkin Pie yogurt. I haven’t been able to find it in stores—but I’m not sure I’ll continue looking after tasting this creamy pumpkin bliss. Has anyone tried Stonyfield’s version?
So long as I continue to crave all things pumpkin, this superbly simple snack is sure to become a staple. Sort of like these.
In the mix: 1/2 cup oat bran, 1 cup almond milk, 1/2 cup pumpkin, maple syrup, pumpkin pie spice, cinnamon and crushed grahams
In a whole wheat wrap, 3 tbsp. cream cheese, 1/4 cup pumpkin, maple syrup, cinnamon and pumpkin pie spice.
So aesthetically and gastronomically pleasing. Is it just me, or is pretty food always more satisfying?
Another pretty sushi discovery…
(Sorry for the awful pictures; dimly lit restaurants are so inconsiderate of those who photograph their food.)
These had much more innards than standard rolls; esto me gusta. Gracias to mi bonita dinner date for the recommendation :).
–And discovered—if we put full trust in my waitress—that those jellyfish rumors are false. I’m choosing to take her word.
-And that when you loudly and frequently announce your distaste for chocolate, you will be punished with a weekend’s worth of cravings of this fashion…
Maybe my taste buds are changing?
Sunday delivered some stunning weather, which prompted me to discover that…
-When you are handed a beaming 60 degree weekend afternoon in October, you grab your best friend for a day of Brooklyn meandering.
-Or a plethora of vintage cookbooks, some of which may remind you of a graceful blogger.
-You may receive odd stares for pretending to be a hand model in the middle of a bustling flea market. And for your eccentric nail polish decisions.
-Upon staring into cute vegan restaurant’s window, you may be offered free vegan empanadas.
-And who will go on to repeatedly proclaim, for the next three blocks, “those were f-ing good.”
-We also discovered that when you are in search of hot chocolate and chai—but are too picky about choosing a cafe (deeming every place too crowded, too hippie, too commercial, etc.)—you end up with no hot chocolate, and no chai :(.
That was perhaps the only foodie foul of this whole weekend, so I’ll take it.
Hope your weekends were full of delicious discoveries; if they were, por favor, share!