BUT! if you knew how delicious it was, you would eat it all the time too!
Also, I was too excited for trivia night. Though we were 6th from last (about middle of the pack), we did produce the best Exquisite Corpse ever.
So that THAT winning team.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
09.29.09: I KNOW I KNOW
BUT! if you knew how delicious it was, you would eat it all the time too!
Also, I was too excited for trivia night. Though we were 6th from last (about middle of the pack), we did produce the best Exquisite Corpse ever.
So that THAT winning team.
09.28.09: Too Tired
The Meal:
-Granola and soy milk
-Apples
-Toast with margarine and cinnamon-sugar
I just wanted to curl up and go to sleep.
-Granola and soy milk
-Apples
-Toast with margarine and cinnamon-sugar
I just wanted to curl up and go to sleep.
09.27.09: Yaknow
What did you expect? (Though I did really raise the bar and put actual garlic on my olive oiled up bread. Classy!)
09.26.09
Outdoor adventure: LOLA ROSA
(from eatpress.com)
As the ladies and I were frankly too tired to put something together for LadyDinner this week, it was decided that we should have a night out. Lola Rosa may be my favorite restaurant. It's a tiny vegetarian restaurant, holed away in the McGill Ghetto (so named because of its huge McGill student population). Its twelve or so dishes remain constant (so much that I'm pretty sure that chalk menu list on the walls has remained the same in the three years I've lived here), though ingredients change depending on the season and the chef's whimsy. The staff is friendly, and in the little drawers in the table are notes left by other patrons sharing riddles, anecdotes, well wishes, or simple nonsense. Not to mention that watching the snow plows go by the huge windows during the winter is surprisingly entertaining.
I was a little nervous, as Lola Rosa comes up against the peril of many vegetarian restaurants: in order to add flavor, they throw in cheese, and LOTS of it. However, it turns out all of their dishes can be changed to have little/no cheese. So, I was able to order my ratatouille quesadilla in peace.
Being in a rush, I forgot my camera to photograph the meal, but let me tell you, it looked DELICIOUS. The quesadilla only takes up half the plate and is topped with a huge helping of sauce and sour cream. The other half is filled with basmati rice, a slice of an orange, and a salad topped with shredded carrot and red cabbage. Other dishes come with a chickpea salad and still others have different forms of rice. That's the thing about Lola Rosa: even if one orders the same meal every night, it will never be the same.
Whenever I go with people to Lola Rosa, even though we're all relatively poor college students, it's not even a question whether or not we're going to get dessert. Though I settled for the vegan chocolate cake (over my absolute favorite, the croustade aux pommes), it came topped with raspberry sauce and was filled with walnuts.
(from eatpress.com)
As the ladies and I were frankly too tired to put something together for LadyDinner this week, it was decided that we should have a night out. Lola Rosa may be my favorite restaurant. It's a tiny vegetarian restaurant, holed away in the McGill Ghetto (so named because of its huge McGill student population). Its twelve or so dishes remain constant (so much that I'm pretty sure that chalk menu list on the walls has remained the same in the three years I've lived here), though ingredients change depending on the season and the chef's whimsy. The staff is friendly, and in the little drawers in the table are notes left by other patrons sharing riddles, anecdotes, well wishes, or simple nonsense. Not to mention that watching the snow plows go by the huge windows during the winter is surprisingly entertaining.
I was a little nervous, as Lola Rosa comes up against the peril of many vegetarian restaurants: in order to add flavor, they throw in cheese, and LOTS of it. However, it turns out all of their dishes can be changed to have little/no cheese. So, I was able to order my ratatouille quesadilla in peace.
Being in a rush, I forgot my camera to photograph the meal, but let me tell you, it looked DELICIOUS. The quesadilla only takes up half the plate and is topped with a huge helping of sauce and sour cream. The other half is filled with basmati rice, a slice of an orange, and a salad topped with shredded carrot and red cabbage. Other dishes come with a chickpea salad and still others have different forms of rice. That's the thing about Lola Rosa: even if one orders the same meal every night, it will never be the same.
Whenever I go with people to Lola Rosa, even though we're all relatively poor college students, it's not even a question whether or not we're going to get dessert. Though I settled for the vegan chocolate cake (over my absolute favorite, the croustade aux pommes), it came topped with raspberry sauce and was filled with walnuts.
Friday, September 25, 2009
09.25.09: If I switch up a COUPLE of things, it's like a new meal
THE MEAL:
-Pasta shells with tomato sauce and a little fresh parsley
-Same tofu recipe as before, only I cut the tofu up into smaller, bite-sized pieces
-Tomato and olive oil
-A couple of sliced of olive oiled bread
It turns out the solution to tired old recipes is to simply throw my favorite components in with a couple of new elements. It certainly packs a carb-fueled punch. Perhaps I should make it when I'm actually planning on staying up PAST Grandma Bedtime (a feat in its own right).
-Pasta shells with tomato sauce and a little fresh parsley
-Same tofu recipe as before, only I cut the tofu up into smaller, bite-sized pieces
-Tomato and olive oil
-A couple of sliced of olive oiled bread
It turns out the solution to tired old recipes is to simply throw my favorite components in with a couple of new elements. It certainly packs a carb-fueled punch. Perhaps I should make it when I'm actually planning on staying up PAST Grandma Bedtime (a feat in its own right).
09.24.09: Breakfast for Dinner
THE MEAL:
-"Hemp-oil infused" (or whatever that means) granola with organic yogurt (whatever THAT means)
-A couple slices of toast with jam
-Two big ol' oranges
I remember how excited I was as a kid to have breakfast for dinner. Either we had a late lunch, or it had just been too busy a day, but I loved those occasions when we'd break out the cereal and toast and call it an evening. Given my odd childhood tendency to avoid getting into trouble at all costs, perhaps I found the mild disobedience of eating breakfast for dinner to be mildly thrilling. Sad? Maybe, but I'll take what I can get.
Last year, the tradition of Midnight Pancakes took shape. Though properly only made at or after midnight, my love of GrandmaBedtime often meant that I would cook up a batch at 10 PM. They were as big as my skillet and filled with chocolate chips and honey. Perhaps needless to say, Midnight Pancakes often meant Early Morning Weird Dreams.
Though I am now limited in my consumption of butter and chocolate chips, I refuse to give up Breakfast for Dinner. Indeed, I have some to love my morning granola SO MUCH, that it seems only natural to eat it throughout the day (perhaps it's due to the fact that it's the only meal I have dairy. Perhaps it's not the granola that gets me going but the delicious, delicious yogurt).
Breakfast for Dinner forEVER
-"Hemp-oil infused" (or whatever that means) granola with organic yogurt (whatever THAT means)
-A couple slices of toast with jam
-Two big ol' oranges
I remember how excited I was as a kid to have breakfast for dinner. Either we had a late lunch, or it had just been too busy a day, but I loved those occasions when we'd break out the cereal and toast and call it an evening. Given my odd childhood tendency to avoid getting into trouble at all costs, perhaps I found the mild disobedience of eating breakfast for dinner to be mildly thrilling. Sad? Maybe, but I'll take what I can get.
Last year, the tradition of Midnight Pancakes took shape. Though properly only made at or after midnight, my love of GrandmaBedtime often meant that I would cook up a batch at 10 PM. They were as big as my skillet and filled with chocolate chips and honey. Perhaps needless to say, Midnight Pancakes often meant Early Morning Weird Dreams.
Though I am now limited in my consumption of butter and chocolate chips, I refuse to give up Breakfast for Dinner. Indeed, I have some to love my morning granola SO MUCH, that it seems only natural to eat it throughout the day (perhaps it's due to the fact that it's the only meal I have dairy. Perhaps it's not the granola that gets me going but the delicious, delicious yogurt).
Breakfast for Dinner forEVER
09.23.09: Quick Fix
THE MEAL:
-Baked salmon
-Red and white quinoa
-tomatoes and olive oil
-Herbed avocado spread on bread
It turns out the solution to giving an old meal a little more pizazz is to add red quinoa. Easy Peasy.
(The thing about this project is that it really makes me realize how much I fall into food habits. Is everyone this way? It's just so HARD [and expensive] to be innovative every night of the week. I'm proud when ONE meal out of the seven is new.)
-Baked salmon
-Red and white quinoa
-tomatoes and olive oil
-Herbed avocado spread on bread
It turns out the solution to giving an old meal a little more pizazz is to add red quinoa. Easy Peasy.
(The thing about this project is that it really makes me realize how much I fall into food habits. Is everyone this way? It's just so HARD [and expensive] to be innovative every night of the week. I'm proud when ONE meal out of the seven is new.)
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