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Time to come out of the storage room.

So the past few days I have been trying in vain to a) fight off an impending sore throat and cold and more importantly b) de-clutter by life.  I am sad to report neither is going very well right now.  The sore throat and whatever ickma accompanies it is taking me down faster than a cheetah takes down a gazelle and as a result things in the basement/closets have just about ground to a halt.  This is so frustrating because all I want to do is get rid of everything!!

This week with me being on holidays I have very little shoe action to blog about as it was pretty much heinous Birkenstocks/shearling boots/heinous Birks again – you get the picture.  I did however do a fair amount of cooking and took photos of my culinary accomplishments.

Back in the good old days (aka January) the heart stomper suggested I watch Food Inc., a documentary that in part examines the industrial production of meat (chicken, beef, and pork), exposing it as inhumane and economically and environmentally unsustainable.  Now what you need to know that I am one of those people who can only eat meat if I suspend my disbelief and pretend that the chicken or beef magically occurs on the styrofoam trays found in the supermarket.  If eating meat depended on me raising an animal for food or hunting, you would find me happily out there on my hands and knees foraging for nuts and berries.

Although initially I denied the heart stompers request to show me the video, coincidentally it was being shown on CBC’s Passionate Eye right around the same time… so I watched it… big mistake.  Big, big, mistake.  So, as a result, I am currently embracing the idea of giving up meat in a permanent way.  Sigh.  I mean I love veggies as much as the next person but because I am allergic to eggs and have trouble digesting wheat and dairy giving up the little meat I currently consume is a big, hairy, inconvenient deal.

So in return for my serious attempt to give up the hard stuff I bought myself some new cookbooks and started following more vegan blogs online.  Although I would generally consider myself quite a good (and healthy) cook, this week has been an exercise in experimentation, trying some new recipes on for size.  Following are some of the delicious results!

Salad with Tahini Avacado Dressing

I got the recipe for this Tahini Avacado Dressing from a fantastic blog called Oh She Glows .  I didn’t have any chickpeas so I didn’t make the salad she suggested, so I made a regular salad and used her recipe for “Taco Meat” from her Taco Salad recipe instead.  Just FYI I had made the Taco Salad the night before and it was delicious, but didn’t take a photo.

Next up was one of my old standby’s – Gallo Pinto and fried ripe plantains.  I don’t actually have a recipe for this as I learned how to make it when I lived in Costa Rica so I just throw everything together when I finally have ripe plantains.  The only “special ingredient” would be the Salsa Lizano (pictured) which is like ketchup to Costa Ricans – they put it on everything!

Gallo Pinto and Platanos Frito

Tonight’s dinner (below) was a combination of one recipe and one winging-it dish.  First off was Roasted Broccoli (on the left) from another vegan blog I follow called In My Box (ya I know – not the best name lol!)  The other dish is something I made up years ago from things I had in my cupboard.  I’ve made this sort of thing many times – EVOO, garlic, dill, capers, mushrooms and lemon juice with pasta, sometimes throwing in seafood, sometimes other veggies, basically whatever I have around.  Today I also added some nooch (nutritional yeast) which made it super creamy and cheezy tasting and tossed it with brown rice linguini.  Just as a note I managed to eat less than half of both – there’s no way I could eat that much pasta in one sitting!!

Roasted Broccoli and Mystery Pasta

So the sore throat and ickma continues and the basement isn’t cleaning itself but I managed to make myself some lovely food and take care of my soul this week, which is just about all anyone can ask from holidays isn’t it?

Home is where the heart is!

This post has nothing to do with my footwear or my dogs, and everything to do with a chance meeting with old friends.  I had a doctor’s appointment today for which I allotted copious amounts of time.  Don’t get me wrong, I adore me my socialized medicine, but really this scheduling of patients nonsense needs a huge overhaul!  Today however, unlike a typical appointment where I wait for an eternity, I was in and out of the doctor’s office in less than 15 minutes.  Yes folks, it was a miracle, truly a miracle.

I had arranged to meet my sis for lunch as she works at the hospital next door to the clinic where I had my appointment.  My aforementioned appointment miracle meant that I was almost an hour early so I thought I’d head into the hospital and wander about.  As I meandered through the front hallway towards the inevitable hospital craft sale, wondering how on earth I’d kill so much time (there were only 4 stalls for crying out loud!) I happened upon not one, but two of my childhood friends (one of whom I had connected with on Facebook but I hadn’t seen in person in over 3 decades!!)!

Lots of hugging ensued and we all decided a coffee was in order to celebrate this fortuitous random encounter.  Two hours and lots of laughs later I left the hospital with a huge smile and a warm heart.  One of the things I love most about living back in my home town is that it allows for this random (and oh so lovely and soul uplifting!) event to occur.  And even though my heart no less broken than yesterday, it helps to know there are others around who are willing to hold it together with me while it mends.

What a difference a week makes.

OK so last weekend was MUCH better than this weekend, in spite of fact the Packers won the Super Bowl (woot, woot!).  I tried to make the best of it by keeping busy and spending a lot of quality time with the dogs but it still kind of sucked…

Because I didn’t really leave the house a great deal, my footwear for the weekend fell basically into 2 categories:

1. Horrendous Birkenstock clogs bought by accident a few years ago – comfy as hell but heinous in appearance.  Let’s face it, they pretty much suck the sexy right out of the room.

Similar to mine but mine were originally pink and patterned and are now dyed black

2. Black shearling boots – somewhat like UGGs but made in Canada with a grippier sole.  No need for a photo as I’m sure you’re more than familiar with the UGG style of boot.

I did manage to bust out my trusty Aldo Jezek’s for a trip to the local casino where my Dad and I hit the buffet for dinner Saturday night.  (Thus providing an glaring example of why last weekend was so much better than this one.  Last weekend romantic dinner, this weekend casino buffet with Dad.  ‘Nuff said.)

These boots were made for walkin’

OK not literally and certainly not outdoors in the land of ice and snow, but these purple boots are precisely what you need for walking out of someone’s heart or having someone walk out of yours.

Unfortunately today I can attest to that fact 😦

A much richer purple velvet in real life!!

Nice heel height for ass kickin'

Apart from the obvious joyousness merely wearing purple velvet boots can bring, these boots do double happiness duty as they were actually a gift from my wonderful generous colleague.  So no matter what type of adversity I come up against I can just look down and remind myself I am loved and appreciated by people I truly admire!

Now that’s some fantastic footwear!!