I cleared all my concerns with my teammates - I have a few meetings this week where there will be food served, is that ok? how do we handle olive oil and salt? how do we handle alcohol and coffee?. Never once did I ask - what happens if Eva comes early???
Of course she did...and my plan was almost derailed. Luckily, I staved off hunger with a margarita (legal and $0!) at Vamos in between hospital visits. Before leaving for the hospital, I set up my crockpot to simmer the soup ingredients and soaked the black beans. When I got home (and was kinda hungry), I snacked on the cooked chicken as I transferred, strained, picked over, and stored the soup. My entire apt building smelled like soup. I felt like Katrina DeVort. I had to strain it through my dish towel (shut up, it was clean).
Am I cut out for this?
hey Katrina DeVort, stop giving me the stink eye just bc i can eat falafel and you have to eat puppy chow.
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Are you cut out for this? Obviously...you set up a blog just for 15/15!!! Love the bean story. I'm doing fine on the challenge, maybe a little hungry, but feelin' healthy. Got two freebies tonight...a tomato from the garden, 1 1/2" in diameter and a can of V-8 from American Airlines...I'm full.
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