Tuesday, January 21, 2014

snacks after midnight

Because I work night hours, I've developed some really bad eating habits. Actually, the truth is that I have some really bad (and gross) late night eating habits but I've developed some good excuses for them, like: I work late, 2 am is like my 6 pm, I didn't have time to eat dinner, the service industry makes me like food more than people, I'm not sober. You know. If I'm smart, I'll try to sleep it off or eat a stupid banana or something. But most of the time I make the dumb choice and eat all the bad snack foods while trying to alleviate my guilt by giving myself small portions (over and over). I know that eating a small square of chocolate 16 times in 10 minutes is still the same as eating the whole bar of chocolate...but everyone lies to themselves sometimes. 

The following pictures are kept in a depressing folder on my desktop that I have labeled as "dark food." First, because I consider the hours after midnight and before 7 am my most dangerous and deadly snacking hours. Secondly, these pictures are really bad. Third, the food can be weird.

This is the best Ritter Sport flavor. It's like breakfast in a chocolate bar.

 A quesadilla smeared with an avocado. You'll notice that the plate is resting on my stomach and that I put my knees up to block the light of the T.V so that I could take this picture.

White cheddar flavored Pop Corners and blue and red "Sour 'Sghetti" Haribo gummies. I had to dump the bag out on the table because there were hardly and green ones and that's my favorite flavor. Not a good combo of snacks but I ate it all anyway.

The funny part about this picture is that I brought out a book pretending that I was going to read it and eat my snacks but I'm pretty sure I watched Malcom in the Middle instead. This snack plate is deceptive--the prosciutto, figs, and goat cheese (plus the book, I guess) make it seem like a nice mid-afternoon bite. But then there's chips and salsa, a pickle, and a mini serving of coffee Haagen-Dazs ice cream. So that's how you know this was actually after midnight.

Pretty: duck proscuitto, arugula, orange?? 

Sometimes eating alone late at night can get lonely. I like to have friends: a Sriracha smile on a cheese slice on a cracker. 

A little bowl of honey roasted peanuts, two cornichons, an olive, and 4 little pieces of brie. I am not entirely sure that the olives or the cheese were in good condition.

There are also times like this one, where I don't even try to kid myself with small portions and I go all out. Plus the guy who works the late hours at my bodega really eggs me on, so that's how I ended up with this grilled cheese sandwich AND a pack of Hostess powdered donettes. You can see that I still tried to trick myself though-- a bottle of chia kombucha to make it a balanced meal.

This one is unrelated to this post but I found some of my L.A food pictures. No explanation needed for this one, huh? My conclusion is that the fries are bad, the burgers are good, Shake Shack is better, but I would definitely go again, no hesitation.

Monday, January 20, 2014


Hi, this is pretty overdue. At least it is for those 2-3 people who have been checking my blog daily since I last updated it, but I'm 85% sure that's just Google Dashboard tracking me checking my blog from different computers. I've still been eating, obviously. So in no particular order, here is my life from the past few months, sporadically documented and but always 100% accurately represented by food:

Breakfast club, same stuff as always

Except this time I also made jalapeno cheddar spoon bread and a frittata.

I actually didn't do any of the hart part of making a frittata--which is the actual cooking/flipping part. 

A fried shrimp taco, fish taco, and ceviche tostada (I was in L.A. duh)

Some tropical tiki bar drink that got me drunk but I didn't notice until a few hours later

More tacos -- shrimp, black bean....and I forget the other one. I think it was steak maybe. Obviously still in L.A. 

I went to Roscoe's Chicken and Waffle House. I also got mac and cheese and grits and gravy.  I think this was my first real time with chicken and waffles--I've had them before but like, weird ~trendy~ versions. Like buckwheat waffles or something like that. Anyway, now I get it. Crunchy and fluffy, sweet and salty, buttery and sticky. It makes sense.

They also have all you can eat Korean BBQ which was the best and worst thing could have happened on this trip. This was just our first round. The rest I gave up on taking pictures of. 


A tempura fried egg

I liked the actual egg, but the tempura part was sort of weird. It was crispy and whatever, but it's like getting the guacamole at Subway. It's just there to make the food sound better but it doesn't really make a difference. 

A sad hot dog in Venice Beach

The hot dog was then followed by the most perfect crinkle fries I've ever had. We had to wait an hour for the french fry guy to open up, but I just watched a lot of teenagers skateboarding.

Duck confit at Balthazar (yes, my parents visited me)

Pan roasted chicken covered in fried spƤtzle

Saffron risotto with shrimp and chorizo

Biscuits smothered in the most gravy I have ever seen on one plate

Shrimp and oysters

Thanksgiving dinner with Melissa's family

 A pate sandwich from Le Barricou

Passover with Melissa's family featuring her mom's most amazing brisket and latkes, which I also ate again on Thanksgiving the next day.

A chocolate donut with sea salt

Baked eggs for breakfast

I had a snack party

I also had a lot of solo snack parties


Tuna Nicoise 

My mom's braised short ribs with chestnuts and yams. She made the plate look so pretty but then I ate a lot of it before I remembered to take a picture

My mom always makes this for me either on the day that I get home or the day that I leave. :)

The MoMA cafeteria or restaurant whatever (the one on the second floor) has this chickpea salad that I really like--with beats, oranges, pea shoots, and a lil hummus a the bottom.

The end.