It's sad how if I eat like crap for just a bit, I feel like crap for much longer. I hung out with a few of my best female friends on Saturday, and we pretty much gorged ourselves on fried and sugary foods. I pride myself on cooking the vast majority of my own meals, and for sticking to a relatively healthy diet. However, that day, I did not eat anything that hadn't been fried.
Someone told me recently that's a sign of getting old. I know that isn't really what it is.
I can't possibly be getting old.
I've always been like that.
Maybe I was born old.
I've been told I'm old soul, on several occasions.
Maybe that was a nice way of saying "That skirt looks like it belongs to an geriatric with dementia."
Regardless, I felt the overpowering need to cook something with VEGETABLES.
AND NO MEAT.
AND VERY LITTLE OIL.
AND SUNSHINE.
AND HAPPINESS.
AND RAINBOWS.
AND UNICORNS.
Due to a severe lack of unicorn steak, I opted instead for a delicious sounding stew at Everyone Likes Sandwiches. I left out the rice, since I bought some rather disappointing onion rolls from a grocery store, and added cooked adzuki beans for protein.
And obviously, too much stock.
And too much spicy curry paste.
So I topped it off with coconut milk to lower the heat.
It was delicious, and just what I needed.
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