This post is a continuation of the Monday Munchies series where I show everything I eat over the course of single day. These eats took place last Friday, when my pictures gradually moved from not-too-bad to terrible.
Breakfast, 8 am:
Bircher muesli topped with 1/2 yellow peach, champagne mango, chia seeds and homemade rhubarb pudding. Served with some kind of hot tea with milk.
Let’s take a closer look at that rhubarb pudding.
If you like tart flavors, simmer a 2:1 ratio of rhubarb slices and strawberries over low heat for about 10 minutes. Spoon over ice cream or yogurt. Pause to tell me how awesome I am.
Lunch, 12:30 pm:
Back when I was a dietetic intern, I often brought sandwiches like this roast beef + lettuce extravaganza for lunch. The other students would try to guess how much lettuce I could cram into my sandwich. I think this one wins out.
In addition to lettuce, this sandwich DOES contain roast beef, mayo, basil and a little horseradish. Good luck trying to find them, though.
Wait! Methinks I see a bit of roast beef peeking out.
Snack, 4 pm:
Yellow peach AND a spoonful of an old favorite:
Enter my pals Arden and Dan, who showed up on our doorstep with the two jars pictured above. They’ve discovered my secret: that the way to a Happy Jessie‘s heart is with creamy peanut butter. Within three days, the jar of Adirondack Jack was half gone. I’m trying not to think about the inevitable empty jar.
Dinner, 7 pm:
And here’s where the picture quality takes a free-fall. Peter and I went out with our neighbor friends to Destihl, a local restaurant and brewery. I enjoyed some warm pretzel and potato croquette, but apparently forgot to take pictures of those. As the phone picture of my main dish suggests, perhaps that was for the better.
That would be a duck confit cassoulet. It tasted much better than it looks. Trust me.
After dinner we wandered through downtown Champaign, where the entire population of Champaign-Urbana was enjoying supper.
At home I had a bite of Peter’s homemade chocolate peanut butter bar (to be featured in a future post). This is not the exact bite I ate; I took a picture the next morning because I couldn’t bear to take another crappy dark picture.
Of course, then we have this cell phone pic:
But that’s okay. The subject MAKES the picture.
Enjoy your week!
Q: What’s the tallest sandwich you’ve ever eaten?