e just got back from almost two weeks abroad. We went to northern Italy and ended in Paris. Out of the entire trip there were two meals, TWO, that were just “ok”. Both countries LOVE their carbs. Breakfasts there aren’t like here so getting smoothies or eggs isn’t the norm. But croissants are! Then
t’s that time of the year again – Opening Day! Detroit’s unofficial (drinking) Holiday. Where people come together to celebrate their love for baseball, the first signs of spring and a day of debauchery. This year I realized I haven’t worked on Opening Day since 2008. Knowing how these days go I knew breakfast
y husband recently started a new workout program and is strictly following the meal plan that goes with it. Which is making it harder for me to put together meals. The real challenge is when I want to cook vegetarian. He is allowed lots of protein and unlimited veggies but his carb intake is restricted.
uring the week our meals are for the most part healthy. We have a good rotation of meatless meals, healthy salads with homemade dressings and some carb-free menu items. As you can tell by reading ANY post of mine, there is usually always an abundance of vegetables in our dishes. We both love Chipolte. It
fter the Holidays finally ended all we wanted was a home-cooked meal that was on the healthier side. We had Monday off so I knew I would have a little more time to spend on dinner if I wanted. Sometimes we do “Meatless Mondays” at our house. Like I have said before my husband is
know I am completely at fault for our on the go lifestyle. Sitting still and relaxing isn’t something that comes easily to me. Due to that, our weekends are often filled up. Usually we wake up and leave the house and don’t get back until later. Sleeping in doesn’t really happen. At least I know
aby it’s cold outside! And I mean really freaking cold! I think we went from an Indian Summer to straight up sub Arctic temperatures. When I woke up the other morning the temperature was four. FOUR degrees. Not only was it four degrees it then said “feels like negative seven”. When it’s cold like this, these
ne of my husband’s favorite snack in the world is queso. Every time we go down south to Texas where he is from he always stops to get a container of the stuff he likes at Whole Foods that we don’t have in Michigan. Over the years I have tried to make homemade queso. One
fter being in Greece for a week my husband was CRAVING spicy food. There isn’t much spicy food in Greece. The best we could find was in Croatia when we found red chili oil for our pizza. Once we got home my husband was putting jalapenos on everything. I was actually in the mood for