Yesterday morning, when I was getting ready to find an onion (27 cents, plus penny tax), I was hungry. Now, I'm sure by now everyone on earth knows not to shop hungry. I sure do. But I went anyway.
I managed to talk myself out of the chips and bought a $1 frozen pizza instead. So I "saved" $3, but now I'm (almost 20 hours later) still feeling blah in the belly, and slimy in the lungs/ chest/ nose/ whatever. Drat that cheese! It tempt-eth me so!
RM#1 tried to help me stay on the straight and (dairy-free) narrow, offering to take the pizza off my hands, but I wouldn't give it up. So I salted, garliced, and seasoned it and popped it in the oven.
Life would be much easier if vegan pizza was
- available in more flavors than "mushroom"
- and stocked at my local store.
Now, maybe that's just me- I'm sure the mushroom loving portion of the veggie world is happy with the selection. Drat those allergies!
Then, this morning (after waking up *very* early b/c of over-enthusiastic anime watching in the living room) I was again craving chips.
I talked myself out of it and made the pea and potato curry-type stuff again, using a different mix (percentage-wise) of curry, and it turned out almost sweet, and not a spicy as last time. Om nom nom. It was even saucy enough that I could have served it over rice and not ended up with piles of dry, icky rice left over at the end. Win.
Ok, back to decimating my father at Desktop Defen- I mean... back to work?