Three day weekends. Love them.
Especially when I have to spend all three days packing.
At least the fact that I’m just switching to a temporary abode means I don’t have to completely eat up everything in my fridge and pantry–although we all know now that I just bring leftovers with me anyway–so I haven’t been consuming too terribly random and weird concoctions. [No more so than usual, at least.]
There have been a lot of big friendly salads. With entire jumbo-sized garlic barrel pickles chopped up on top. But that’s not weird, is it?When you’re packing and moving, most of your food consumption involves sudden realizations that you are so hungry the thought of lifting another book–let alone an entire box full of them--makes you want to actually EAT the book you are holding.
This is followed by attacking whatever (actually edible) food crosses your path first.
However, I did stop packing every now and then to take a few photos, so I figured I might as well share them for once, rather than leave them on my computer where I stumble back upon them months later and wonder both what it actually was, and why I intended to show it to someone. And what better time than Wednesday, with you, Jenn, and all the little carrots and markers who play along?
Just as I didn’t stop buying food, ‘moving mode’ didn’t stop me from cooking either.
Between my attempts at maintaining status as a Meatless Mondays A-Z Rock Star, a guest post for Heather herself, inspiration from the farmers’ market, and the fact that I had food to use in the fridge…
…well, I kept the creativity alive.
Of course, I also reverted to consuming lots of cereal.
LOTS of cereal.
And as I decided opening a two pound bag of Bob’s Red Mill muesli right before starting to box up the pantry…
…I’ve been eating a lot of that as well.
(Although technically, muesli IS a ‘cereal’ isn’t it?)
Sometimes it ends up cooked, or sprinkled, but I actually ate a bunch of it by the fingerful as I walked through the kitchen. [Laura assures me consuming raw oats might be strange, but it is definitely good.]
I also took a number of nose dives into many jars of nut butter.
Moving seems like a great excuse for throwing random nuts into a food processor and seeing what happens.
Not that you need an excuse.
Sometimes I actually utilized said nut butter in creating a tasty snack.
Or took the classy route and actually didn‘t eat it straight up with a spoon.
But that didn’t happen too often.
Actually, in looking back over these photos, I managed to eat a pretty balanced–if three times as much melon and nut butter as anything else counts as balanced–diet despite it coming mostly from scoops and snacks, bits and bites.
I even saved room for dessert. (Recipe here!)