First, the pickles.
I’m literally shuddering even typing this because I have an irrational fear of pickles. I cannot eat one, touch one, or even eat something that has touched one. If I order fries and there’s a pickle on the side of the plate? All fries in that plate-quadrant, where the slime known as pickle-juice may have leaked, are dead to me. I hate pickles.
Those big jars of pickles on deli counters? They literally make my palms sweat. I was once offered $100 to take a bite of a pickle. I refused. The number would have to be at least 10X that. And even then, I’m not sure if I could do it.
Yes, I have issues.
For lunch today, I popped into a local little deli and saw that they had sushi at their salad bar. A small voice in my head was warning me that this was probably a bad plan, but sushi by the pound? I had to try it! What if it were amazing? Then it would be the cheapest sushi in the city! So I went for it, picking up a couple of pieces of salmon, eel and mysterious white fish along with a sampling of each of the rolls offered. A sushi lunch for $4.50. This could be a score!
(Do you spy something odd? Can you tell where this is going?)
Got home and set up at my little table, ready to eat. It was then that I conducted a further examination of my selections. The rolls were pretty standard looking – except for one.
What…is that? Could it be? No…no way….
I plucked apart the roll with my chopsticks and gave the mystery ingredient a sniff. OH. MY. GOD. And then I quite literally retched.
Who the hell puts a PICKLE in a SUSHI ROLL? Seriously. Do you realize what would have happened if I’d bitten in to that? It wouldn’t have been pretty. I might have dropped dead on the spot. Seriously. Seriously.
After that, the whole meal was so unappealing that I couldn’t even look at it. Into the trash went my great sushi bargain.
And thank goodness for peanut butter and jelly.
Today’s EAT: Thankfully, lunch was a distant memory by the time dinner rolled around! Strolling through the Greenmarket today, I couldn’t resist picking up a couple of plump ripe peaches and a bundle of fresh mint! Oh, and some purple carrots!
Walking home, I brainstormed dinner ideas that could include all three. And thus, the Peachburger was born!
Oh my god. This was SO GOOD. It’s just a grass-fed beef patty with some teriyaki sauce, cooked peaches and fresh mint. Pretty simple. But the combination of flavors was out of this world.
Recipe for Peachburgers with Fresh Mint and Teriyaki is here if you want to try it. Which I recommend you do. The sweet peaches, salty teriyaki and spicy mint made for an outstanding combination! No extra condiments needed. I think this is the first time in years I’ve had a burger without ketchup. (Soames, aren’t you proud!)
But what about the pretty purple carrots? I turned them in to carrot fries a la 101 Cookbooks.
Unfortunately, they were just okay. They definitely looked better than they tasted. Maybe they were a little undercooked? I dunno. I’ll stick with regular potato or sweet potato fries next time, I think.
Thank goodness for such an amazing dinner to make me forget about my brush with pickled disaster at lunch. 🙂
Today’s DRINK: Nada. Um….I may have eaten an entire pint of ice cream today. And while I don’t count calories or anything like that, I’m generally conscious of how much “junk” I’m taking in, and I don’t usually eat sweets – which leaves my entire junk allotment for wine. So I figured that I could take a night off of sipping tonight, given my ice cream splurge.
Today’s RUN: Nada again. I’d planned for Friday as my day off, but tonight I had an ice cream bellyache, and decided to just take my rest day today instead. No biggie!
(And I loved reading everyone’s comments on my post yesterday about the ways in which you all have surprised yourselves! We don’t give ourselves enough credit, do we? I’m kind of excited for this 5K this weekend! Bring it!)
Today’s QUESTION: What is your irrational fear? I’m convinced that everyone has one! In addition to pickles, I am also rather afraid of toilets. (Obviously I manage to use them on a regular basis, but I don’t trust them. I hate the flushing part and the thought of overflowing makes me shudder. The hubs deals with any plunger issues around here!)