Vegfast

I’m still adjusting to living alone. There’s the emotional burden, yes, but mostly there are a lot of logistical things that are throwing me off. Who will take me to the airport ass-early in the morning tomorrow? Who will feed the cats while I’m gone (Caitlin and Nicole, that’s who!)? Who’s going to lick this bowl full of cookie dough clean (fine I guess I’ll do it)? How am I going to hang this 50-lb mirror on the wall? Who’s going to kill this spider??

Most importantly: Who’s going to eat this produce surplus before I leave for New York?

Eat me?

The answer, of course, is me.

Yes, it would appear that something else I’m adjusting to is shopping/cooking for one. I have so much produce to eat in the next 20 hours I don’t even know what to do with myself. Since I refuse to waste food I am going to have to eat the following by tomorrow morning:

• 3 heads of romaine
• 2 zucchini
• 1 yellow squash
• 2 broccoli heads
• and a sack o’ carrots

Phase 1: Breakfast

You better believe I can/will do it. To get a jumpstart on this lofty goal, I ate vegetables for breakfast. I’m not sure who decided that breakfast should be sugary breads (hello French toast, waffles, muffins, scones and the like), but I think vegetables are what’s up first thing in the morning. I sauteed one of the broccoli heads, one of the zucchini, several carrots and a 1/4 block of tempeh and served it with a piece of cheesy toast.

Then I rushed down to our sad, old, empty place to meet the carpet cleaners. (Do you know what havoc two cats and a dog can wreak on beige carpet? We do.)

Goodbye

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some produce to eat.

Stop… veggie time.