Hi there! Did you have a happy Blueberry French Toast Day? Oh. I mean- Valentine’s Day?
We certainly did. I myself got confused about what we were celebrating, because my (amazing, wonderful, manly, & magnanimous) husband made blueberry french toast and turkey bacon for us for Valentine’s Day brunch on Saturday. We stayed with my parents all weekend, which was positively loverly, and because it was just easier, we bought groceries for the weekend there on Friday afternoon and managed not to go astray of our meal plan. Huzza!
But I digress. (My utmost apologies to you, Blueberry French Toast.) I don’t know if it’s because brunch is my favorite EVER, or because I felt like I was eating pastries for the first time in over a month, or because there’s something innately happy about Saturday mornings and brunch and pastries together, but I was positively brimming with giddy delight as I savored every bite of the deliciousness.
And of course, I had to capture the moment as best as my little iPhone 4 can (which is basically like having Windows 98: The Phone… and now Apple people are cringing at such a blasphemous comparison.) So- here are some brunch-tastic pictures!
Aaaand now, for the finished gloriousness:
I am almost licking my computer screen right now, people… But seriously. It was SO good! You’d think that without butter and maple syrup, french toast would just be- well- toast. But this sprouted grain bread made by Food for Life is awesome! And plus, after you make the blueberry “syrup” (aka put blueberries, coconut oil, raw honey, and lemon juice into a pan, bring to boil, then simmer for 10 minutes until it’s all delicious, blueberry goodness… though the recipe might give slightly better specifics) you get to top it off with all kinds of fixins’ if you want! Like coconut flakes, almonds, strawberries and bananas!
And the thing is, I didn’t want to devour like, 8 slices after I finished the first two, which is how I normally feel when eating french toast. I mean, I totally thought I’d want at least four or something, but once I finished that first plate and the two slices of turkey bacon, I was completely contented.
So. Go get you some blueberry french toast ASAP! You can find the recipe we used in The Daniel Plan Cookbook.
And that was just brunch… Of course, it was Lucy’s first Valentine’s Day, so here is some additional sweetness (if you can even handle it after that description of the french toast):
Okay, okay… That’s enough of that. I don’t want anyone to go into shock from Adorable Overload.
What else did we do for V-Day weekend? Weeeeeell, after the husband’s meeting Friday morning, we had to stop at the fancy-schmancy mall on the way back to Mom and Dad’s, because they had a Baby Gap, and we had a gift card- woot! And after I finally found something resembling reasonable on their clearance rack (Baby Gap = freaking expensive!) we needed food, so we went to the world’s schmanciest food court. (Or at least, Indiana’s schmanciest food court.)
Because I know you’re dying to know, we ended up getting Chipotle:
Because a) we could actually eat there (the only thing we couldn’t have was cheese or sour cream… so we just added a big helping of guac. Aaaahhh guac. How I love thee) and b) they were one of the cheapest things in the food court. I mean, no one usually thinks of Chipotle as “low-brow” necessarily (if we’re traveling, it’s normally- “Ok, what has a dollar menu around here?”) but here, it kind of was in comparison to what seemed to be a crunchy homage to (not that they are bad, just that they’d all eat here) nutritionists, dieticians, and hipsters everywhere, called “freshii” which I just had to take a picture of:
Because Kale. And Quinoa. It’s not that it didn’t have anything that sounded good- it looked pretty gourmet-ish actually! But we just didn’t want to pay $15 for a salad when Chipotle opened it’s familiar, burrito-bowly, welcoming arms to us for half that price. (And also, we were starving and Chipotle didn’t require us to google any of the ingredients to see what they were.)
But other than that, two exciting things happened:
1. My new twin niece and nephew were born on Friday!!!! EEEK!!! However, because they are 5 weeks early, we didn’t get to see them. (And there was much weeping and gnashing of teeth…) But of course, we’d prefer healthy babies, so we shall submit to the crazy hospital authorities that want us to not spread our germs around… (The nerve…)
2. Ryan and I got to share a little bit at the church I grew up in about doing The Daniel Plan on Sunday! It was their kick-off Sunday for the entire church embarking on studying and implementing The Daniel Plan together. So, we ever so humbly shared our wisdom (and by “humbly shared our wisdom” I mean “demonstrated our lack of communication- or possibly just my bad listening skills” since Ryan had to remind me right there what I was supposed to talk about) regarding the Daniel Plan, along with our experiences so far. Some experiences being of a more dramatic variety, you may remember…
Hopefully, what we shared was actually helpful and enlightening to someone, in spite of our (my) discombobulation. Maybe it was insightful for someone who, like me, hasn’t the foggiest what tempeh is, or who looks upon kale with a suspicious eye because it makes them think of kelp instead and that’s just weird! Or who just makes pasta 3 times a week… and then has pasta leftovers…
Anyway, we felt totally spoiled because we got to eat some of the YUMMIEST pizza ever- also on the Daniel Plan- including Goat Cheese and Turkey Bacon pizza and BBQ Chicken pizza (that has pineapples on it!!) on Valentine’s night.
And then… after a day of splurging (but on healthy things, so whatevs), because we have a baby… and were staying at her grandparents house… we got to go on…
[Insert drum roll here]
A DATE!!! Huzza! It’s kind of like this:
But change “steak” to “date” and “eat it right” to “date it right” and… Well, suffice it to say, we have our own version of this song for date nights. (They’re kind of a big deal.)
What was our big date night you ask??? Barnes & Noble!!! Because we’re old people, and because a couple hours of quiet sitting, reading, and soy-latte-drinking is my favorite. (You know, along with brunch.) It was epic. And I didn’t spend half my time picking puffs and/or toys of the floor.
What was YOUR big date night? Anyone do anything super unique and/or exciting?? (And it doesn’t have to be romantical. Maybe you hung out with friends, or maybe you stayed in with Netflix for the evening… equally exciting endeavors to be sure.)