Wednesday, August 22, 2012

I'm kicking the kids out . . . and an ice cream recipe

I'm so excited. 

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Elizabeth and I were talking yesterday at the park (yes . . . she is a real person . . . and not a figament of my imagination . . .  and I hope that some day you hear from her again),

. . . and we decided that the day before school starts is like Christmas Eve.  


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The kids are excited to get back to the business of learning their friends.  And, I am freaking excited to get them out of the house. 

Now, I know that some of you will gasp in horror that I just said that.  But, I'm all about keeping it real, and I flat out don't understand the moms on facebook that go on and on about how they wish summer would never end. 


If my boys have to spend one more day together . . . one single day . . . I swear that they will kill each other. 

I spent the better part of yesterday playing referee while they went at each other with the vengence of the Jackson family.



That's not to say that we didn't have a great summer, because we did.  But, its over now . . . halleluljah.   

So, yesterday was a day of celebration.  A celebration of the last day of summer.  And, here is what I ate. 

I started the morning at 5:00.  Before I went to the gym, I had a glass of Advocare spark.  After I got back, I made a  Green Monster smoothie with spinach, almond milk, cashew butter, PB2, 1/2 a banana, and some chia seeds.




To be honest, I had already drank 3/4 of it when I said to myself, 'Hey, self, you should blog today'.  So, this is only 1/4 of my Green Monster.  I didn't eat the frosted flakes in the background though I would have liked to.  I did have two cups of coffee though.

Around 10:00 a.m., I decided I was going to need a snack to get me through my noon class at the gym.  This is my new favorite snack:


It doesn't look like much, but its a half of a piece of Lavash bread that is smeared with 2 Tbsp reconstituted PB2 (or any other nut butter), 1/2 a banana, and some cinnamon. 



I just roll it into a burrito and try not to swallow it in one bite.  I REALLY love this snack.  Seriously, I want another one right now.

Gym class yesterday was 20 minutes of endurance training.  Every minute at the top of minute we started

5 burpees
10 pushups
15 air squats

The punishment for failing to finish within the minute was that you had to finish up the set during the following minute and then stand around while the class did the next set.  You couldn't start again until the top of the next full minute.  Thus, the punishment was shame.  And, let me tell you . . . shame works.  I was kicking my own ass to finish.

After my heart stopped racing, I had lunch.



A salad topped with left-over crockpot chicken, cherry tomatos, broccoli slaw, avocado, and mushrooms.  Served with a side of celery and hummus, of course.  Oh, and my dressing was Kraft Asian Sesame Light, which does include some sugar.  Whoops.  It's not a lot.

After real-working for a few hours, I took the kids to the park to play with friends.  Elizabeth brought popcorn, which we shared. 


And, then it was time for dinner.  As I said before, it was a day of celebration.  So, on the way home from the park I stopped at Little Caesar's to buy the kids a pizza and some crazy bread.



While I waited in line, I thought of five reasons why I should not be letting my kids eat this crap for dinner . . . and all of them were standing in line in front of me.  But, laziness and eagerness to make my kids happy won out. 

I didn't eat it though.  Heck no . . . because I had been dreaming about dinner all day.



Wait!  "What is that?", you say.  That is a lavash breakfast burrito and roasted brussel sprouts sprinkled with salt substitute, pepper, and nutritional yeast. 

There are two things that you should take from this:

1)  I have a Lavash problem.  The evidence of said problem can be found in my freezer where I currently have five packages of unopened Lavash.  I operate on a depression theory when it comes to Lavash.   It was hard to get for a while, so I feel the need to buy as much of it as I can when I see it at the [hellified] Walmart.

2)  Obviously, the Great and Powerful Oz was out of town last night.  I haven't had brussel sprouts all summer because . . . I swear . . . the man never left town.  I waited and waited and waited, and still, he stayed.  So, when I heard he was leaving, I high-tailed it to the store to get brussel sprouts.  Now, the house reaks, and he will moan and groan when he comes in today, but it was totally worth it.

Now for the good stuff . . . after dinner, I whipped myself up special dessert.  Backing up . . . 

  

A few weeks ago, I bought myself a little present.


I could tell you how cheap I am, and you wouldn't believe me.  But, this little purchase took weeks of deliberations.  AND IT'S REFURBISHED.  So, it wasn't even that expensive.

This is one of my favorite "alternative" ice creams:



NadaMoo is great stuff.  I love it.   It's made with coconut milk, which tickles my fancy . . . but it's also made with agave nectar, which does not.   I figured that if I just had an ice cream maker, I could substitute the coconut milk with almond milk and the agave nectar with sugar free maple syrup and stevia.   My concoction turned out so good that I'm going to share the recipe.





Does it taste exactly like ice cream from Braum's?  Well no, of course not.  Oz and I have this discussion all of the time.  He will say, "well, its okay . . . but it doesn't really taste like a ________________ [Reese's peanut butter cup, sonic shake, etc . . .]"

And, I have to respond, "Well, of course it doesn't.  But, it's a nice substitute." 

If you are trying to make healthy substitutions in your diet, you will find that what  you cook up is not "just like" its unhealthy counterpart.  But, that doesn't mean that its not good.  And, eventually, you start to think that food should taste this way, and you forget the rest.  Well, ok . . . you don't forget . . . but you concede. 



My ice cream tasted great.  The flavor was awesome.  The texture was not creamy like ice cream.  But, think snow.  It was more like eating snow. 

Not yellow snow . . . but rich almondy, maple-y, pecan flavored snow. 

I think it turned out really good.  And, a one cup serving has some pretty awesome digits, too.


Thanks for coming back after such a long break.

JMo

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