i’m about to burst your bubble.
i know you’re all here under the pretense that i’m cool, so i’m going to let you in on a little secret. do you know what will keep me on the treadmill for miles after i should’ve stopped?
not a hot dude, that won’t even make me gallop like a gazelle. not money – the pain isn’t worth it. certainly not the endorphins, that’s what wine is for.
alex, vana, that wheel that goes around and around and you just don’t know where it’s going to land. no joke, it comes on every night at 630 and i am ready for it. it captures my attention as i try to guess the puzzles before the contestants and boom, i’ve gone three more miles.
i can only imagine the kick the equinox people must get out of watching me watch this show. i definitely mouth things to myself. i have definitely talked to myself without realizing. i have definitely fist pumped when i get the puzzle correct.
whyyyyy am i single? soooo mind boggling. who doesn’t want to come home to an overzealous jeopardy-watching chick at night?
my grandpa was a big fan of the show, so i think it’s that nostalgia, too. kids these days are realllyyyyy missing out. they won’t ever see supermarket sweep. they won’t know you have to grab the diapers and the big wheel of cheese to win! they have to play candy crush instead which makes me want to poke my eyeballs out. poor blokes.
it’s freaking spring, peeps! here we are. ice skating our way through races in 27 degree weather in chicago? oh, that must have just been me on saturday. chicago, she can be a real b.
the farmers markets are opening though. oh it’s my favorite thing. i also slip 10 or 20 bucks into my pocket before i head out for a long saturday morning run. my reward is stopping by the farmers market. i always do a lap first – sort through which booths i want to hit. then i take my time with the booths that get a second date – picking out the freshest bouquet of flowers, those perfectly ripe radishes, the perfectly green sugar snap peas.
it’s my version of an art museum.
this flatbread?! i impressed myself. i wanted fresh, spring produce. then i put it on carbs with cheese. duh. go with goat cheese! ugh. i die. it’s like a salad on clouds on bread.
- 1 flatbread (homemade, frozen, out of the package – you do you)
- 2 ounces goat cheese (give or take, this isn’t chemistry people)
- 3 stalks asparagus, roughly chopped.
- 3 radishes, roughly chopped
- 1/3 cup peas
- 1/3 cup edamame seeds
- 1/4 cup sprouts
- kosher salt and pepper
- prepare flatbread. spread goat cheese.
- top with everything.
- add kosher salt and pepper
- you be done.