Working At The Preschool Lunch

Lunch today was just sad. I was working my co-op shift, with both kids (the 3 year old who attends the co-op and the 18 month old who rides along). My older daughter pulled her pink lunchbox from her cubby and we pulled out everything I had put in there: 2 sun-butter-and-honey sandwiches, 2 lemon yogurts, 1 Odwalla snack bar that I thought would be sufficiently gross that neither kid would want it, and some crackers, which for some reason are like cigarettes in jail for these kids. I ate bites of everything in between referee-ing their manic lunch eating, which involved dancing, growling like baby lions, and flinging yogurt hither and yon. And they BOTH wanted the gross snack bar. By the end of it I actually had yogurt in my hair. And somehow managed to NOT make the salty jokes on that subject that I was tempted to make. Appropriate for once!!!!

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homemade hummus sandwich

i made hummus for a work assignment, mixed in some za'atar seasoning, and it made a faboo sandwich. the girls had tortellini, two helpings. yay

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Fruits and Grains

Work has been crazy busy, making me work and eat at the same time so today I ate a banana and a peanut butter oatmeal bar.  It did the job though and I was able to keep working right through until 4:00!

~peaceful reader

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omg the best lunch

there was this place in our neighborhood called maggie mudds that made dairy-free ice cream. I am a lactard -- I get all gassy when I have lactose -- so finding this gem was like finding nirvana. When the extended family came to town, we'd always go there. THe kids always had ice cream cakes for their birthdays. My sister and I would text each other if we saw mint chocolate chip on the menu, and/or buy an extra pint, knowing how precious it was. Welp. Last year they vanished, a victim of this craptastic economy. When I walked by and found it empty and closed, I wailed aloud; on the window, someone had scrawled "WHY?" It was sad and awful.

Then, today, I was walking past after an extremely arduous uphill climb with the double stroller. "I want to go to an eating store," my daughter told me. "I want to go to that one." She pointed at the former Maggie Mudd's, which was ... open! I popped my head in. Four Asian women were making amazing-looking sandwiches. We're low on cash, but not THAT low -- I ordered up a shrimp-balls hero (heh heh) and a pulled-brisket sandwich. The girls picked them apart and ate what they wanted -- two shrimp balls and a whole lot of bread -- and I ATE THE REST. And it was AWESOME. Then my husband came in and surprised us! And we went out for frozen yogurt, because the active cultures somehow protect me from the gassiness? I dunno. So, I miss you, Maggie Mudd, but welcome, as-yet-unnamed sandwich place on cortland street!

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Vegetable masala burgers

I wish I could say I'm creative enough to just whip these up myself, by my friends at Trader Joe's have these delicious frozen burgers that I love. Lots of curry and spices with big chunks of vegetables. One of those with spinach on a sandwich thin, with an apple and cupcake. Good enough for a Friday!

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Minimalist Lunch

Today I cleaned out my lunch cupboard because I forgot to pack something.  I had the last 10 gluten-free crackers in the box and  about 5 dates from a box a friend brought me from Colorado.  It was book club day at lunch in the library and the students were like, "that's your lunch?"  Yes.     

Michelle @ Peaceful Reader

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Tuesday, tomato-mozzarella-pesto sandwiches

I froze a bunch of ice cubes of pesto, um, a year and a half ago. But it still tastes good! Our freezer is extra cold.

We had enough of a long baguette left that I could cut it into sandwiches (the long way, like a sub), and we had both mozzarella cheese and cherry tomatoes, so I spread the pesto on the bread (adding some olive oil, too), sliced the tomatoes and cheese up, and layered them on top. (Actually, b sliced them up and finished sticking them in the toaster, because in the middle of this L woke up from his nap and the dishwasher fooled me into thinking he'd gone back to sleep... so after 5 minutes of crying he was too clingy to let me finish making the lunch.) We ate the sandwich open faced.

L, once he calmed down enough to go in the high chair, ate some tomatoes and cheese, some leftover rutabaga, and some leftover pork chop, and actually drank some milk.

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