What Claire Ate: December 18th, 2014

19 Dec

What is this? An actual breakfast a fully-grown human would eat?

Avocado toast with a mangled boiled egg.

Avocado toast with a mangled boiled egg.

IT LOOKS TERRIBLE.

Because the un-shelling of the egg was traumatic, BUT it tasted very good.

Sean and I have both been ill lately. He’s legitimately sick, I’ve just been teetering on the edge of illness for about 5 days, just hanging out in that realm where you think that you could be sick, but maybe you’re just faking it because you’re a lazy wuss.

Such mind games.

ANYWAY. When I feel shitty, I eat shitty. (One could argue this is the source of my all my problems, but whatever.) My point is I made some ramen and used the seasoning packet and drained most of the water out to concentrate the “flavor” and added cheese.

Memories of the 7-11.

Memories of the 7-11.

It tastes like high school. To be truly authentic, I should have used string cheese, but we didn’t have that.

Then I had pie because eff it and no one came to get any of the three test pies.

You could have prevented this.

You could have prevented this.

I did some writer stuff – typing and Facebook – and then went for a run.

When I came back from my run, I ate about five bites of cottage cheese and took a swig of pickle juice.

All My Food Is Ugly: The Claire Lower Story

All My Food Is Ugly: The Claire Lower Story

Then I took a bath and did a face mask.

It was $2!

It was $2!

Then, like zombies, Sean and I stumbled through various errands and tasks.

He made beans and rice for dinner. I made mine into a burrito.

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I also had some cranberry juice.

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We then continued working our way through Doctor Who (Sean’s first time, my second). Viewing snack was prosciutto-wrapped pears.

Angie would like some please.

Angie would like some please.

The End.

What Claire Ate: December 17th, 2014

18 Dec

I boiled some eggs and then ate one. I think I did a pretty good job with the yolk.

It didn't peel very well though.

It didn’t peel very well though.

Sean got me coffee.

Thanks, babe.

Thanks, babe.

My roommate had the day off and made tater tots. I stole a few.

They were very good.

They were very good.

The next thing I ate was a half a banana.

Sean had eaten the other half earlier.

Sean had eaten the other half earlier.

Then I went for a run. Then I took a bath. Then I ate a bunch of random things throughout the rest of the night.

This.

This.

I roasted some Brussels sprouts with purple carrots, mushrooms, and prosciutto. I also ate some prosciutto.

Not the best I've ever had.

Not the best I’ve ever had.

Yay!

Yay!

Other things consumed:

This dried apricot.

This dried apricot.

This hot chocolate.

This hot chocolate.

This egg.

This egg.

This pickle with cheese.

This pickle with cheese.

This cranberry juice.

This cranberry juice.

This caramel.

This caramel.

Then I read The Goldfinch and went to sleep.

What Claire Ate: December 16th, 2014

17 Dec

I didn’t eat any breakfast or drink any coffee. The first thing I consumed was this elaborate salad.

Yum.

Yum.

It would be the rest reasonable thing I would eat all day.

After a little writing, a little laundry, and a little bit of taking an unhappy cat to get his nails trimmed, I ate some pecan pie.

With some milk.

With some milk.

Also I had some iced coffee, for energy.

Made with coffee leftover from the day before, if you must know.

Made with coffee leftover from the day before, if you must know.

We then made the trek to the Woodburn Outlets to buy my Hanukkah present: awesome new running shoes.

My old ones had broke.

My old ones had broke.

Oh, but before we went to the Nike store, we went to Jack in the Box because I am disgusting and loooove Jack in the Box.

We each got a taco and shared some curly fries.

HIGH FIVING A MILLION ANGELS

HIGH FIVING A MILLION ANGELS

We did a little more shopping and shared a pretzel.

I never said I was a role model.

I never said I was a role model.

We returned home with our purchases and I ate a couple of clementines to counteract all the “not fruits” I had eaten earlier.

Plaaaants.

Plaaaants.

Then I ate these.

Because it’s impossible not to.

I can't resist their siren call.

I can’t resist their siren call.

What Claire Ate: December 15th, 2014

16 Dec

Due to the weekend being completely out of hand, I don’t have any pictures of it. We’re starting fresh with Monday (yesterday).

Didn’t eat breakfast, but Sean picked me up some curried creamed corn and noodles from the Whole Foods hot bar.

Pile of stuff with sauce.

Pile of stuff with sauce.

I made some drinking chocolate from Trader Joe’s, which was really nice.

Not too sweet.

Not too sweet.

Because I have some connections, I was able to go see The Hobbit for free. They also gave us free popcorn, soda, and M&M’s.

The movie was not good.

The movie was not good.

For supper, I made some noodles with broth and an egg.

The egg fell over.

The egg fell over.

Then I roasted some tomatoes and put them on toast.

Then I took a picture of them in the dark.

Sorry it looks like brains.

Sorry it looks like brains.

I mixed some cranberry with some lemon lime soda for a nice, refreshing beverage.

So effervescent!

So effervescent!

Oh, and I had this caramel.

Also from Trader Joe's.

Also from Trader Joe’s.

The end.

What Claire Ate: December 9th, 2014

10 Dec

I tried to be good and start the day with fruit.

How healthy!

How healthy!

But then I did this:

I HAVE THREE PIES TO GET THROUGH.

I HAVE THREE PIES TO GET THROUGH.

jagger shrug

I wrote some things and made some dough for dog treats. Lunch was the rest of the challah and salami we bought at the farmer’s market.

With two mustards.

With two mustards.

Sean ran some errands and brought me back a coffee.

Thanks Sean!

Thanks Sean!

Supper was a homemade burrito bowl of sorts, though you can’t see the beans and corn.

Eff you, Chipotle.

Eff you, Chipotle.

I drank this because it was there.

It was...fine.

It was…fine.

OH LOOK MORE PIE.

Don't worry, Sean and I shared this.

Don’t worry, Sean and I shared this.

The we caught up on The Stupid Newsroom. I ate this relish plate.

Pretty good.

Pretty good.

Man. Aaron Sorkin really hates the internet (and maybe women), doesn’t he?

What Claire Ate: December 8th, 2014

9 Dec

Sean made coffee but I didn’t get a pic I guess.

I ate a piece of challah with butter for breakfast.

Maybe too much butter? jk no such thing.

Maybe too much butter? jk no such thing.

Lunch was ramen with broth I made by boiling my leftover lamb’s neck bones.

Topped with an egg, obvi.

Topped with an egg, obvi.

Then I kind of just ate a whole bunch of random stuff. Starting with some of that leftover take and bake chicken pizza.

:-/

:-/

Another day, another flavor.

Another day, another flavor.

A holiday beer next to a holiday artifact.

A holiday beer next to a holiday artifact.

Roasted purple carrots that look like witch fingers.

Roasted purple carrots that look like witch fingers.

This square thing.

This square thing.

Some salami (ignore the purple carrot blood)

Some salami (ignore the purple carrot blood)

Around 9 pm, we went to the Sapphire Hotel for a birthday thing.

I had these drinks:

Gin-based

Gin-based

Punch.

Punch.

Oh and these olives and almonds.

Oh and these olives and almonds.

THE END.

What Claire Ate: December 7th, 2014

8 Dec

The first thing I did was test some pie crusts.

Results will be posted later on Render.

Results will be posted later on Render.

Then I found this in the fridge and drank about half, because it was sweetened with stevia and therefore not very good.

BLERG.

BLERG.

Then I made a toad in the hole.

A+++

A+++

Did some cleaning, took a long, very hot bath. Sean wasn’t feeling well so it was a very chill day.

I drank this thing.

I'm hooked. (addiction isn't funny.)

I’m hooked. (addiction isn’t funny.)

Ate some of this delicious stuff.

Thank you Olympic Provisions.

Thank you Olympic Provisions.

Roommate suggested we get a take and bake and watch football and a movie.

So we did.

There was also a chicken one.

There was also a chicken one.

It was pretty good.

ETA: THE PIE AND ICE CREAM

DON'T FORGET THE PIE.

DON’T FORGET THE PIE.

THE END.

How was your weekend, cats and kittens?

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