My parents have been on a cruise for the past 1.5 weeks and will return on Wednesday night. Almost every time they go away, I lose track of what I make/have for dinner. This time it finally clued in: I never remember what I eat because I don't really eat! And if I do, a large percentage of my dinners are things that other people cooked and left for me. For the whole first week, I had Giagi's leftover lasagne (not a typo, that's how they refer to it in Italy) for dinner. I made wonton noodles one night. I made my pasta salad a couple of other nights. I skipped dinner if I wasn't hungry, which happened to be more than a few nights. It's mostly out of sheer laziness. On Friday night I finally buckled down and made my Greek salad with quinoa and avocado. I had been stalling for days since I didn't feel like making the Greek salad dressing. It turned out delicious...so why didn't I make it earlier?
You'd think that a foodie such as myself would put more effort into satisfying or acknowledging hunger. Unfortunately that is not the case. I need to be in the mood, I need to have time and energy, and I also need a spark of inspiration. All that being said, while in Florence I made pasta salad almost every day for lunch and never tired of it. I think that the fresh Sicilian daterini tomatoes that I got at the nearby outdoor market may have been the reason. And also that I'd use a whole ball of fresh mozzarella for each serving.
What was the point of this post? Well, one was to not write about X Factor...and the other was to serve as a counterpart to the next one.
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