Whew. For a minute there, I fell totally off my grind. I lost my shine. Now my second module is over, and today I had my first full, official day OFF.
What did this mean?
All the little, dorky things I love: grocery shopping in the Lower East Side; French fries at Grand Central with my mom. Trying to hail a cab at rush hour in the East Village. Window shopping in Williamsburg…and finally, cooking at home.
Talia, one of my great friends, met me for general strolling and being freezing in Brooklyn. About an hour in, we figured out that we were starving. And off we went to my place.
I crumbled Risofu sausage, sauteed elephant garlic and spinach, added basil, tomato sauce and a littttle white wine. Some quinoa pasta shells, a handful of Daiya mozzarella shreds and into the oven. After twenty minutes, out popped a beautiful little pan of baked, pasta-y, Italian-ish goodness. It was gone in about two minutes, and a perfect hypoallergenic treat for a below-freezing night like this.
“Exhaustion” seems to have been inherent theme of the past few weeks. I spent my days living off gluten-free oatmeal, and nights practicing for finals. I felt like I was pouring myself into my food, and not in a good way. But after a little, teensy break— and some exciting news*—I feel like I’m back on my grind.
FRIENDLY FOR PEOPLE WITH ALLERGIES TO: wheat, soy, milk, egg, sesame, tree nuts, peanuts, fish, shellfish
*coming soon.
