BANAAANANAAAANA.

 

She Cooked Me Dinner.

The other day I came home from work to find a wonderful dish prepared by my lovely girlfriend, Lieze. On-plate was barbecue chicken, baked potato wedges, and peas and carrots atop white rice.

 

Truely Perfect.

Due to my workload as of late… I’ve curbed my caffiene curbing, and resorted back to daily single-cups of a regular black blend.

This entry isn’t about that, as much as it is about Starbucks’ “Perfect Oatmeal”. I tried it on a whim… and it really lives up to it’s name.

It comes with your choice of 3 toppings: brown sugar, dried fruit, and a nut medley. Drop all three (light on the brown sugar) to make a perfect morsel to accompany a cup of joe. Although I was skeptical at first… I endorse this overpriced porridge immensely.

 

Stuffed in the Barrel.

Upon a recent trip to Cracker Barrel for delectable evening breakfast excursion, I managed to wolf down an entire Sunrise Special. I’m talking EVERYTHING. For many, this is no amazing feat. But I am thin of a skeletal nature, and my stomach does not accommodate mass quantities of food very well. Usually when I eat at Cracker Barrel, I enjoy tasting a variety of different foods, but rarely do I finish it all.

During this meal, I killed off 3 scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon, sugar-cured ham, AMAZING golden-cheese hashbrowns, a bowl of cinnamon apples, a bowl of grits, two orange slices AND a country biscuit. I made it half-way through my second “half-and-half”, or “Arnold Palmer” as they’re called in the Souf.

Usually when I eat this much, I feel sick afterwards. But not this time. I felt full of Southern goodness as me and my lady hopped into my big-ass truck and hit the road.

 

Share with a Friend.

On a recent trip to Taylorsville, GA… my buddy Brady Stribling and I stopped and a random rural gas station. We stumbled upon this gem of an energy “product”.

Due to recent health issues, I’ve had to eliminate my caffeine (and candy) intake altogether… but Brady had to buy it as a souvenir. The back read “Mix BLOW in 16oz of your favorite beverage and SHARE WITH A FRIEND”. Scary. It also said “DO NOT SNORT BLOW”. Even more frightening was that the crack vial this stuff came in was leaking, and was all over the inside of the blister pack that it came in. QUALITY.

I think there is a direct correlation with “energy” products like this (most energy drinks for that matter), and tobacco usage way back in the day. With no regulation… who knows what the hell is in this shit. For all we know it is REAL cocaine, and not caffeine, taurine, and yellow #5 dried into a crack vial and sold in shady refueling stops.

While on this excursion… I missed out on an amazing candy purchase. It was called “TOXIC WASTE”. The irony is that we were right next to a nuclear power plant. Next time, my friends… next time.

 

Free Steak, Free Shrimps.

While my buddy Hooman and I were up at the Petit Le Mans at Road Atlanta, we were treated to Michelin hospitality. We landed some sweet Ben & Jerry’s during the day… then at 6pm… were treated to an amazing dinner.

Steak, shrimp, loaded baked potatoes, stir-fry, amazing dinner rolls, and delicious chocolate covered cake things. I don’t have a very big stomach… but I ate ALL of this.

 

BAGS OF CRACK.

I mean… look what was on my desk when I came into work this morning!

 

Fivebucks and Pastries.

I am a big coffee drinker. BIG coffee drinker. I love Fivebucks. I call it that…because unless you get a tall (read: small) black cup of the day… you’re going to spend 5 dollars. My old favourite was a quad venti (read: large) vanilla latte. Four shots of espresso allows my body to basically do a standing burnout into the day.

Anyway… back on topic. I made the switch to brewing my own at home in the mornings to save money… so I don’t actually go into Fivebucks to buy a cup too often these days. Occasionally when I do… depending on how early it is, I will get a pastry.

Is it me… or do all their pastries taste like the same thing? They’re kiiiinda good, but not great. And when combined with 4 shots of espresso, it almost always makes me feel sick. But for some reason I always repeat this cycle. That coffee on it’s own doesn’t induce nausea… so it has to be a pastry ingredient.

This morning I had an apple fritter. This apple fritter:

It wasn’t very good. Tasted stale. In fact. I only ate about half and gave up on finding a good bite.
Meh… at least the coffee was good.

 

I Was Brave Again! (sorta)

So even though I tried a few new vegetables last week, I think a lot of people were doubting that I’d ever actually go through with it again. Well, this post is proof that I actually did.

It’s also a bit of a challenge from Laura, who told me she’d give me 100 mystical points (long story) if I made a meal of nothing but vegetables and blogged about it. I’ll be expecting those points tomorrow, thank you very much.

Anyhow, on to the dish….

Nothing extremely brave and hardly even a full meal, but technically it is made up fully of veggies:

Yup, Veggie ribs and V8 Splash. Hey, it counts to me.

Anyhow, I actually ate a full package of them and enjoyed it thoroughly. Here’s a series of pictures showing that I did actually eat the entire thing and not just feed them to Skyy (who did seem quite interested).

 

Mo Money, Bo Berries.

Cody turned me onto Bojangles. It is greasy, Southern, and fantastic. It is one of those establishments that I walk into knowing it will put a hurting on my body… but it is SO worth it.

I usually opt for the 2-piece leg & thigh dinner with two sides: dirty rice and green beans. The dirty rice is pretty much the best rice on the planet… period. The green beans taste home-made… and the chicken… NOM NOM NOM.

Sometimes when I’m feeling up to it… I opt for 2 Bo-Berry biscuits. These blueberry delights are topped with warm icing. I can never finish them. SO I always take them with me.

What’s in this li’l box?

HEAVEN.

Being from THE SOUF. I’m big on iced tea. I’ll post more on this later… but Bojangles has great iced tea that is a must-have if you’re dining in style.