I would love to be sharing some fabulous food making adventures with you during this post. Alas, that is not the case.
I have been travelling so much for work, family, and fun that I have done very little cooking since Valentine’s Day, and even less ‘new’ cooking or baking.
What I am sharing with you today is what I have given up for Lent. I have given up eating out for Lent. One might think this means that I am not going to be travelling. Not so, friends. Not so. In fact I have already had one small business trip just this past week. I made sure to pack food for my breakfasts, lunches, and suppers. It was harder than I had anticipated. I am so wired to eating out when I am on the road that it was a real effort to NOT stop and pick up something for breakfast, even though I had eaten before I left the house (3:30 in the morning) and packed a second breakfast – knowing my destination was a 4 ½ hour drive. I passed by a total of 7 Golden Arches on my morning journey. I did allow myself to stop at a coffee place mid-way through my drive (I had already consumed both of the 16 ounce cups I had brewed to take), but did not get any food items, just a black coffee. Lunch wasn’t so bad, because I was not going to leave where I was working to drive to lunch. I just ate my pre-packed lunch with the employees at the facility. Supper was another story. As soon as I got back in my car I started thinking about what I was going to have for dinner. What was on the way to the hotel? What was close to the hotel? Then my brain did a Homer Simpson “DOH”. I would be eating in my hotel room from what I had pre-packed. That worked. I like the food I packed. It was just a different routine.
The next morning my breakfast was a bit of a challenge. I usually have smoothies for breakfast at home. I add the various fruits, veggies, and milk together, and with my Magic Bullet (did you use the accent?) whip up a lovely little breakfast. Ah, but at home I don’t get annoyed with the hum of the mini-fridge in the middle of the night and get up to turn it down, only to discover in the morning that I have turned it to Sub-Zero. Everything was frozen. The almond milk was frozen. The blueberries were frozen. My baby spinach was frozen into a solid mass. Thank goodness I had not put my bananas in the fridge, and I had brought PB2! I was able to thaw the milk in hot water in the sink. It worked out just fine.
There were no hiccups with the food on the rest of the trip and I am thrilled to say that I am feeling fantastic about my decision. I will definitely keep you up to date on the progress and hopefully be able to share some amazing new recipes with you as I go down this journey. Wish me luck!