Is it totally counterproductive if I cram tons of dairy in my maw on the weekends in anticipation of Vegan Monday? Like I did this past weekend? Some of the highlights, food-related and otherwise…
The discovery of tete de moine, or monk’s head, cheese—oh la la, dee-licious!... spontaneous late-night dancing with the kids at Bunker Club…QT with best friends… a dip in the pool… phone calls from California and Paris… Ben & Jerry’s Cinnamon Bun ice cream… lots of sweating… grilled peaches… my first encounter with the amazing West Village bookstore, Three Lives & Company… yoga… the Sunday paper… near completion on my book!
Slice of seven-grain toast with peanut butter
A mish-mosh salad: grilled fennel, quinoa, greens and tofu
The most delicious salad, as introduced by superstar chef, Julie this past weekend: romaine lettuce, granny smith apple, golden raisins, peanuts and toasted sesame seeds. I’ve had it three nights in a row now! (Which is better than eating ice cream three nights in a row. But I did that, anyway, last week…)