Food Log

Breakfast this morning was half of a glass of orange juice, a cup of coffee, and a bowl of steel cut oats with brown sugar, and milk. I weighed 156 pounds.

At work this morning I had two cups of green tea with a cinnamon stick. Apparently somebody had a meeting this morning for which they bought donuts but did not eat them all, so I grabbed a left-over cream-filled chocolate iced donut. Oink!

Lunch was the Panda Express orange chicken with mixed vegetables on chow mein noodles with hot and sour soup, a small sierra mist and a fortune cookie.

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I had to stop by the call center to get some help with a conference call this afternoon. They had a bowl of pretzel rods out, so I grabbed one. Oink, oink! On my way out, one of the operators asked if I wanted a soft taco that they had left over from their lunch, so I had that, too. Oink, oink, oink!

Photograph of the Harvest Shop at Tait Farm

After the conference call, I left work early — with approval — so that Gretchen and I could stop by Tait Farm. We spoke with Sara — sorry, last name unheard — about their CSA program. That would be Sara Eckert. We also got to sample some of their organically grown winter root vegetables — carrots, parsnips, celeriac, and rutabaga — and some greenhouse grown spinach. We also spoke with Sarah Rider from Blue Grass Beef about her grass fed meats. We also got a Delmonico steak, some beef cubes, and some bacon. The cows are raised in a field down the street from us… in a field we once kept our horses in. They are butchered in a shop a few miles the other direction down the valley.

Dinner was a salad made with some of the spinach and one of the carrots, along with some apples and romaine, cheese and chow mien noodles that we were going to have anyway. The spinach was tasty, with a good texture. The carrot was sweet, not bitter. Good. We had a glass of Bolla Valpolicella with our salad, a slice of banana bread and a hand full of mixed nuts for dessert, and a snifter of Harvey’s Bristol Cream as a digestive.