S S M T And Wednesday.

Slack much? In all fairness though I have been wildly productive. I've eaten real food, baked lots, travelled many a kilometer, packed multiple bags, wrapped birthday presents, made a birthday card and still managed to make sure I had all of my knickers washed.

 

Last weekend I flew to chch (surprise surprise), made some delicious curry, ate some terrible Chinese food (so so so bad), had beyond delicious brunch, visited memory lane with a Sally Lunn and went for a micro tramp and made some tea in the great outdoors.

 

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Potato hash and pulled corn beef at Supreme Supreme ❤️ 

Potato hash and pulled corn beef at Supreme Supreme ❤️ 

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I threw a roast joint in a slow cooker with all the ingredients required for a massaman curry. Served with delicious flaky paratha it was a dream. Oh and the samosas we got from the Indian store... Sweet baby Jesus they were good. 

I threw a roast joint in a slow cooker with all the ingredients required for a massaman curry. Served with delicious flaky paratha it was a dream. Oh and the samosas we got from the Indian store... Sweet baby Jesus they were good. 

After stealing Mum's excellent butter chicken on Monday I set out to make myself a big steaming pot of laksa for the next few days. Boy was it delicious. Although briskly walking to the supermarket this evening when I burped and some spicy laksa and mushy brocolli came back up and I had no choice but to swallow it again because I was in public. Bleughh. I pretty much made up the recipe as I went (not wanting to brag or anything). I added brocolli and frozen spinach in at the end for some green in my diet. Also I was cutting up my wedge of pumpkin when I realized I had too much so I continued to cube it all up then put half in a freezer bag and froze it. I can use it for the next time I need a few cubes of pumpkin but can't be arsed negotiating one and risking appendages in the name of laksa.

 

The brown bits on top are fried delicious.. Not very attractive but so so delicious. 

The brown bits on top are fried delicious.. Not very attractive but so so delicious. 

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And well tonight consisted of me making a caramel slice, coconut shortbread and two layers of a ginger and date cake. All to take with me this weekend :/ flip. Because guess who I am going to go visit.. Haha. Much excite.

 

Wednesday. Mum made my lunch.

Mum made me salad for lunch when I went round for dinner last night. First greens I've eaten all week. The only reason I haven't developed scurvy is because of the free mandarins I've been munching on at my flat. She was also mega cute and packed me some fruit and a wee paper parcel of dates and two pieces of chocolate. Thanks Mum x

 

 

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Eggs on toast was still the dish of choice this evening. I'm away in chch this weekend and dinner with my brother on Thursday so I was like meh can't be bothered buying produce only to have most of it go off while I'm gone. Next week is a new week. I hate food waste more than not eating Eees on tees.

 

I did attempt to try and trick myself into thinking I was eating something flasher than eggs on toast. Cherry tomatoes, spring onion, fried shallots and Malden sea salt flakes sure tasted delicious but did little to cover up the two fat spreads of fried egg.  Baby steps though, baby steps.

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Man I could eat those shallots all day. Sah good. 


Friday. No more pumpkin soup.

I looked in the mirror and around my mouth was a ring of yellow. Dark orangey yellow. The beta carotene from my daily dose of pumpkin soup and carrots had stained the edges of my mouth with awful tinge. I look like a kid who decided to make out with a yellow felt. No more pumpkin soup. Our relationship is no more. 

I'm currently sitting at the airport waiting for my flight to chch. I was craving a dunkin donut as I was walking through the terminal and right there at the entrance was a guy I went on two tinder dates with once, covering himself with the icing sugar from his Bavarian cream.  But yeah that slightly awkward moment when he asked what brought me to chch... Umm the boyfriend. Yup that's right. Someone eventually decided they liked me enough to actually date me. Unbelievable I know...😑 The awkward chat enabled the time to pass quickly. Then we parted ways and sat in different departure lounges. I seem to bump into him a lot. Mainly at places providing mass transport aka airports and trains. Ok not a lot. It's happened twice. Twice more than all the 27 other tinder dates I've been on.

I've got to pee but I can't be bothered taking all my stuff to the loo.

I've got to pee but I can't be bothered taking all my stuff to the loo.

Psyching myself up for the  meager snack on this flight. After my weird AF brocolli and egg stir fry I am so keen for sometime that didn't taste so peculiar. Although you can ever guarantee that with airplane food can you?

 

No. Just no. 

No. Just no. 

I am very excited for our long weekend in Hamner springs. I've got my beanie all ready to go.. 

 

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Have an excellent weekend friends. Sah much eating will be happening. Much wine. Such scenes. Many wows. 

Monday. All the foods.

Today felt like I had been slapped in the face by the all mighty bosom of Monday. She's a dirty mistress I tell you.

I came home starving after yet another lunch of just pumpkin soup. I had left over truffle mac and cheese that I made for Dylan last Friday. White sauce made with truffle butter anyone? Oh and mushrooms slow sautéed in more butter? Sah much butter. Such cheese. Many carbs. Wow. 

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So after nuking that for three minutes then shoveling the oily goodness into my face I went back to the fridge to find more. I found some peanut bliss balls. I found four limp carrots. The cupboard had a 1/4 jar of crispy shallots left in it. All of the above got consumed. Then I found a jar of caramel popcorn in my room. That too got hammered. Seriously, why was I so hungry? Am I preggers? Are my flatmates hormonal feasting cravings rubbing off on me too? What the actual..

I distracted myself by going to the supermarket - not before toying with the idea of doing my shopping online rather than walking the two minutes to the supermarket... 

On the menu this week is beef and brocolli stir fry. Want to know a fun fact? I'm terrible at stir fries... 

To make things worse, bae called to tell me what delicious rustic Italian dish he had whipped up for dinner. I think it involved pasta. And here I am with my trashy (but also not - uh hello truffle???!) Mac and cheese. I wish Mac would stop autocorrecting to a capital M. Gosh Apple is self centered..  

Also it just started pouring with rain and the sound on my roof is delicious. The drips coming from my windows are not though..

This truffle mac and cheese though... 

This truffle mac and cheese though... 

Wednesday. I just want a chocolate fudge cake.

It's been ages since I've had feeling related cravings. Work was terrible for the third day running and the resultant existential crisis is making me want a gooey, fudgey, ganache covered chocolate cake so bad. A hug from bae and a good solid cry would also be ideal.  

 

I live a 14 minute drive from work and the bus took 1 hour 15. Tomorrow I'm walking to the train station because this makes me want to break something especially after such a shitty day.

 

Do do I have to eat pho again? It's tasty but it's just not truffle Mac and cheese nor is it cake.  

 

I can confidently say that eating the same thing everyday gets you down. If you too are a food enthusiast then mealtimes are probably the highlights of your day. Today my highlight was the prospect of a stale tortilla with my soup. If your food doesn't bring you joy then you're just going to set yourself up for failure. Not even two delicious persimmons could save the day. 

 

Friday 8.25pm could not come fast enough (aka the time Dylan's flight comes in). I will also prob make truffle Mac and cheese for dinner that night. From Wednesday's point of view the food week can only get better, especially since tomorrow is Wok n Noodle night with other Sophie! 

 

In summary: I finished my 1kg jar of peanut butter and replenished the salt I lost through my tears. Tomorrow will be better.

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Monday. So much soup.

It has come to my attention that in my eagerness to do all the food prep for the week yesterday that I have made about twenty servings of soup. It would appear mastication will not be a thing I engage in this week.

Our flat finally took the plunge and purchased a stick blender from Kmart for a whole $39 dollars. My justification for the purchase was that the money save whilst consuming pureed 99 cent pumpkins will pay off the outlaid capital in no time.

 

So on the menu this week:

Caramelised leek and pumpkin soup (thanks Nadia Lim)

Red lentil and pumpkin soup (thanks Nadia Lim)

Chicken pho (thanks Jess Daniell)

My freezer has 10 snap lock sandwich bags full of the frozen pumpkins all stacked up in a tower ready to be deployed. I actually don't even like pumpkin soup very much. Pumpkins were so cheap though...

The pho I shall concoct tonight – I have to say I am rather excited for pho. While Jess’ recipe uses premade stock it still tastes pretty legit. I once made stock from a whole table hen overnight in my slow cooker and to be honest it didn’t taste that much different. A Continental stock melt will do roughly the same thing.

Flip. It has just occurred to me that I also have all the ingredients required for a pad Thai and now I am suffering a great internal conflict. Crikey. A delicious carby pad Thai would go down a treat…AAAAH I CAN’T DECIDE (*texts Dylan for moral guidance* – he is pretty much the Atticus Finch of both life and food).

*waits for response*

Ok come on Dylan. Reply already. I’m getting hangry.

Spoiler alert: he doesn't reply. 

It was up to me.. 

Pho: healthy, warming, vegetable rich, soup

vs. 

Pad Thai: warming, carby AF, not soup, contains delicious fried egg.

 

I was not feeling agile enough to make pad Thai. Knowing me it would turn into a stodgy lump. Pho in the end was delicious. I made enough for tomorrow as well. We don't have a dining table in our flat (nor do we have insulation or a central heating device) so I was restricted to awkwardly eating my pho at knee height at our coffee table. As much as I love my flatmates (like I seriously love them) I kind of can't wait until I live in a proper house that is warm, insulated and has a dining room table. 

Anyway, make pho. It is good. And mega filling.  

 

The dining situation is not ideal.. 

The dining situation is not ideal.. 

I had to battle two pumpkins. One tried to escape. I managed to catch it with my legs. I thought this was clever so I held it there a little longer while I took a photo..

I had to battle two pumpkins. One tried to escape. I managed to catch it with my legs. I thought this was clever so I held it there a little longer while I took a photo..

Also buy these for your pho.. They are the tits. Slash just eat them by themselves. 

Also buy these for your pho.. They are the tits. Slash just eat them by themselves.