Did you know cranberries pop when they cook? Well, sure, you probably did. But for someone who insisted for twenty-six years that “you can’t call ‘em cranberries if they don’t have ridges on the side and come in slabs of circles or sliced into half-moon shapes,” this was news fit to print.
The New York Chocolate Show, as its tagline states, is “the world’s largest event dedicated to chocolate.” …Or to many, heaven on earth. …And for me, the cause of a three-day chocolate high. As I admit in my “about” section, as healthy as I may attempt to be, chocolate will always be a part of my life. I choose to believe the studies that say chocolate is good for you. You know, antioxidants and all. I currently limit my cocoa intake, but sometimes you just have to let loose.
It’s been one year since we met again, and this time I finally fell in love. Yes, I’m talking to you, bananas.
Ever since I can remember, I desperately tried to like bananas. Once or twice a year, I would open one up and take a bite in hopes that I would finally accept it. Now it’s important to note that for me texture is incredibly important in liking a food. As much as I wanted to enjoy the banana, I found the combination of the internal sliminess and exterior of the edible portion’s dry-and-near-fuzziness repulsive (and if you viewed bananas in those terms, you would likely agree). I’d try banana chunks on cereal, a whole fruit straight up, chocolate-covered bananas or a piece blended in a smoothie. (Ok, so texture was not an issue in the smoothie as much as the overwhelming flavor – I could taste even 1/10th of a banana in my icy treat.) But no matter what I tried, it was the same story: Bananas are yucky.
About a year ago, Mike was buying bananas at the supermarket weekly and never finishing the bunch. After the third time a banana wound up in the garbage, I knew I had to take action. It was high time for another Banana Trial, and this time I needed to be strategic with a different plan of attack. Plain bananas just wouldn’t work. What could I pair it with that has an equally strong flavor that would be complementary to the sweet produce?
Well, it’s official. I’m in marathon-training mode. Coming from the girl who failed every presidential physical fitness test and mile run, this may sound like madness, but indeed it’s true. I’ve signed up for the Disney Princess Half Marathon, along with my brother’s girlfriend and my childhood best friend. It’s something I’ve thought about for three years now, and I finally said “I’m gonna do it.” And I will. We don’t have a time goal, just completion- but I’m competitive enough to try to get to the point where I can run without walking intervals for a decent stretch. Two weeks into training, I’m on track to run 13 miles at the end of February. Keeping this up in icy-cold NYC should prove interesting… I’ll keep you posted.
Post-run, I needed a quick snack with tastiness and some sugar so it was smoothie time!
One of my favorite things about bed and breakfasts, is of course, the breakfast.
Last spring, Mike
surprised tried to surprise me with a weekend getaway. He told me to keep a particular weekend free because he had something planned, but I’m just awful with surprises. Now if I didn’t know there was something coming, I would be pleasantly shocked when the unexpected revealed itself. But if I know there is a surprise, I want to know what it is. I’m like a six-year old in that regard. We spent hours debating how he could have actually surprised me, and I think it comes down to a fake plan and lying, which is probably not the best solution.
Anyhow, things at work were six-days-a-week busy to the point that on Sundays all that we did was laundry, necessary errands, and watch movies. Mike wanted to do something fun, so he booked us a stay at the top-ranked B&B up in Mystic Connecticut where we could visit the Aquarium and explore the town on bikes. He picked this one because of the rave reviews for their breakfasts. (I think the boy might know me pretty well…) Little did Mike realize, March in Mystic is in the realm of freezing temperatures. No bike riding for us, but bundled up in winter gear with gloves, we did visit the aquarium and penguins.
I spent an inordinate amount of time petting rays and sharks for a person in their mid-twenties…