My wonderful friend Priya emailed me a few days ago asking when she could take me out for my-most-favoritist-thing-in-the-entire-word, banana pudding at Sugar Sweet Sunshine,  in honor of my birth.  If you live in New York City and have never had this, well then march yourself over there right now and have some.  If you do not live in New York City, and have never had it, well then book yourself a plane ticket right now and have some.

It’s amazing.

This stuff is like bananay, sugary, vanilla wafery crack.  Not that I know what crack tastes like.  Do you even taste crack?  Hmmm….I digress.  But, I kept putting off responding to Priya, not because I don’t love her or want to spend time with her, but because, deep breath, I don’t want to eat anymore.

I know, that’s weird, right?

I am so tired of eating.  I still have one more mandatory birthday dinner this weekend, and then, thank the heavens, I can settle back into my normal routine.

I try to eat normally between festivities, but the festivities are seriously gaining momentum, and they are winning.  All this food makes me feel sluggish and bloated, not sluggish and bloated enough to not eat, but sluggish and bloated nonetheless.

I’m looking forward to the routine and respite of January.

I emailed Priya back, finally, and asked if we could celebrate in a non food related manner.  I haven’t heard back yet, but I’m keeping my fingers crossed.

Please tell me I’m not alone in this, is anyone else tired of celebrating?


Usually I like to have at least one fruit or vegetable with my breakfast, but sometimes you just need a plain cheese omelet.
Egg white omelet with lite cheddar cheese, whole wheat toast


White Bean Soup


An unphotographed banana.  Sneaky, sneaky banana.


Another dinner of mixes and matches from the contents of my fridge.  It’s amazing what you can come up with out of the shear necessity to use things up before they go bad…and how much vegetables can fill out a meal.  I swear this is really only 1 cup of cooked brown rice, 1/2 a cup of garbanzo beans–it’s the summer squash that makes this a monumental meal.  Before I knew how gigantic this was going to be I threw a veggie burger on the grill.  Let’s just say I am fiberific!

Tonight I’m lighting some candles and testing out a new yoga DVD.  How totally romantic of me.  Review to come 😉