I love waffles. I rarely eat them, mostly because I have reactive hypoglycemia, which means that roughly three hours after eating waffles with sugary maple syrup, I'll have a terrible blood sugar crash that leaves me shaky, dizzy, headachey, tired, and insanely hungry again. Apparently, I am one of those lucky people who produce too much insulin in response to eating sugars and high-glycemic index foods, even though I have normal blood sugar levels otherwise.
My last sous vide flank steak cooked for 24 hours, and didn't quite hit that tenderness that is a hallmark of sous viding. This time, I left it in for an extra day, and pulled it out after a full 48 hours at 134 degrees. The result?
I have been furiously working on websites for work, and two are in the final stages, which means the pressure is on and I am furiously trying to get them wrapped up. Which also means that I have been chained to my desk, and daily trips to the grocery store for fun are O-U-T out. I'm lucky now to make it twice a week, which is horrifying, to say the least. When I do get to a store, I end up buying anything that is a good buy or readily usable, and also ingredients I can use in multiple dishes so I can stretch it further.
I love fresh produce. The colors and smells are so vibrant and happy. Standing in the middle of the produce department at my favorite wholesale produce market, I am in heaven. Literally. Aisle after aisle after aisle of produce, from normal run of the mill iceberg lettuce and mushrooms to more exotic things like fresh almonds still in their husk, fresh fava beans, yuca root, daikon radish, and a million other things to inspire any food lover. And by inspire, I mean make any food lover buy WAY more than they intended to.
