Yesterday I spent an ungodly amount of time browsing the recipe books at Barnes and Noble. Remind me to never write one (which is pretty laughable in an of itself, my idea of a good dinner is simply one that turns out edible) because there are way way way too many in existence.
I was searching for healthy living recipes, which did narrow the search down considerably. I avoided the Paula-Deen-slap-everything-with-tons-of-buttery-goodness kind and went more for the clean-living approach. I also decided it HAD to have pictures. I mean, I have to know how it's supposed to look before I'll attempt it.
(The dessert on the cover is a bit deceiving.)
I studied this book for an hour or so, before I bought it. I'm a little obsessed with it. Committing to a cookbook is such a big decision! It's like picking out a spouse. After all, you ARE going to be spending lots of time with it. It's gonna see you at your most vulnerable. And you're probably going to get pretty dirty with it. Ammmm I right?
I decided to make a trip to Whole Foods to complete my health-conscious day.
Mistake 1. I left my apartment at five. I live in San Antonio, remember? WF isn't exactly a hop, skip, and jump away so I was sitting in traffic for forty-five minutes. Not to mention, I missed my exit. I swear I wouldn't use nearly as much gas if I knew where I was half of the time. Frustration to the maxola.
Mistake 2. Thinking I could concur my first Whole Foods shopping experience alone.
Mistake 3. Contemplating which time of oat I wanted to get. This left me out in the open and not moving, highly susceptible to young men who wanted to... talk? I seriously felt like I went on a first date in the middle of the grocery store. This kid (awkwardly) talked my ear off for seven whole minutes. I was trying to display my ring to him the entire time, but I don't think he ever noticed. It wasn't until he asked where I was from and I told him Oklahoma that he decided there was no point in pursuing the conversation. Texas snobs.
Dudes, if you want to hit on us at least come up with a game plan!
Mistake 4. I had NO idea where anything was. And apparently, half of SA was in the store. I probably went up and down the aisles AT LEAST four times trying to find everything. Like what the heck is agave nectar? I may or may not have googled flaxseed so I could know what to look for...
Mistake 5. Thinking that I could buy the same amount of stuff for the same price. Oh so wrong. Eating healthy ain't cheap. No wonder I've been living like a fatty.
Mistake 6. This is the big one. Apparently, your supposed to number all of your nuts/dried fruit/flour/etc. (basically anything that comes out of those fancy bins). Who knew? I sure didn't. The lady at the cash register totally hated me because I had like fifteen bags, so she had to go to the front of the store and find the numbers for me. (Whole Foods Noob alert!)
Mistake 7. Thinking you can get it ALL at WF. You can't. I had to make a trip to HEB afterward, so I could get the missing ingredients for the dinner I was going to cook.
I was so frustrated by the time I got home (almost 8!). I was in NO mood to cook. I put the groceries away and pouted in our room, while Grahm was left pretty clueless. After thirty minutes, I explained my story... trying to be healthy, spending too much money, traffic traffic traffic, getting hit on (and badly!), not knowing anything, and frustrating the cashier...
So after all that. After all my studying/planning/buying for our new healthy living lifestyle... we decided to just go out for pizza. Hypocrite, party of two!
(This was our buzzer. Apparently they're pretty hoppin'. There was a wait at 9:30!)