November 3 – Day 308

National Sandwich Day got me like whoa

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I’ve been growing my own sprouts on and off for years.
It’s really easy.
You get some sprouting seeds like alfalfa seeds or mung beans
Then you soak about a tablespoon of them over night in filtered water.
Then you strain and rinse, strain and rinse, strain and rinse.
Do that for like a 5 days.
And you get sprouts.
You’re like a little Farmer Brown in your very own kitchen.
Or living room.
Wherever you wanna store your sprouts.

Now my genius touch on the process is using a French Press. It makes it so easy for straining!

Anyway, back to National Sandwich Day.

I channelled my inner Sandwich Artist and layered some hummus, cucumber and sprouts on some flax seed whole wheat bread

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Day 77 – March 18th

The day after St. Patrick’s Day is National Sloppy Joe Day

My understanding of a Sloppy Joe is a bunch of hamburger (?) meat (?) in tomato sauce, stuffed into a bun.

That is something I will never ever ever eat because ground beef is the most disgusting thing I can think of  ( I barfed up spaghetti bolognese when I was about 8 and then slipped in it – my dad had to put me in the shower with my clothes on… never again, beef, never again)

Traumatic memories from It Takes Two starring Mary Kate & Ashley Olsen also was a key player in my distain

Anywho I decided to do my usual internet search of vegetarian/ vegan versions, survey a few to get the gist, and made my own version which involves quinoa and sweet potato

Here it goes, to the best of my memory:

  • 3 cloves of garlic
  • 1 red onion
  • 1 red pepper
  • 1 yellow pepper
  • 2 celery stalks
  • 1 sweet potato
  • olive oil (enough to sauté the aforementioned vegetables)
  • 2 tablespoons of cumin
  • 4 tablespoons chilli powder
  • salt & pepper
  • 1 jar tomato sauce
  • long, flowing, unrestrained squirt of ketchup
  • long, flowing, unrestrained squirt of Sriracha sauce
  • 2 tablespoons Kim Kardashian Balsamic Vinegar
  • 1  cup of TruRoots Sprouted Lentil Trio (sprouted green, brown & black lentils)
  • 1/2 cup of quinoa
  • 3 1/2 cups of water
  • Kaiser buns
  • avocado
  • fresh jalapeños

Finely dice the first 6 ingredients and add them to a large heated pot with olive oil.
When softened,  add the spices. When fully coated, add the next 8  ingredients.


Stir occasionally and potentially add more water as the lentils and quinoa take form.
When lentils are no longer crunchy and all water is evaporated / absorbed, scoop generous amounts onto kaiser buns. Garnish with avocado & fresh jalapeños.

They were great. I now see why Ashley Olsen’s character was so taken with them.

 

 

 

Day 70 – March 11

National Submarine Day

This day started great! I had a meeting with my friends/counterparts in the Sarah’s Cards initiative, which you can read more about  here and here

There were some strong ideas and we made great plans for the future of the project.

The day ‘turned south’ as they say, when I got home from my meeting.
James had something he wanted to show me on his phone.

It was text from our Prostitenents BOYFRIEND.
She’s literally a zombie hooker from a B Listed Horror movie that just won’t die and keeps coming back for cheap frights

Just die, already K, please just die.

We had put the giant bag full of things she had left behind all throughout our house, out for her to pick up a couple days ago,  and she hadn’t come to get it. So James had sent a second text saying if it wasn’t gone by the end of the day (Day #2 of being outdoors), it was going to the dump.

She had scurried over at some point during the second day and fished through the bag, cherry picking a few items, and, like a classy, respectable 35 year old adult woman, left the rest on our property for us to deal with.

Then, as any other landlord would have done the very first day she left, we  threw the bag in the trash.
As insulted as we were by her behaviour, yet again, we honestly thought that was the end of that.

Of course naive fools were we, once more.

Her boyfriend was getting in touch because, even though we made it explicitly clear all her things were in that bag and we were going to toss it if it was was not taken within 24 hours, K was missing  a brand new Aldo purse that was left in a drawer.

Brazen. As. Fuck.

He even acknowledged that he knows we have blocked her phone number, that’s why he had to text us, and ended it with a ‘talk soon’.

L. O. L.

James responded that the purse in question was in the bag that she chose to rummage through and neglected to take in it’s entirety. We had warned it would be considered garbage and treated it as such.

“K, thanks.”
At least he’s polite.

The woman had 2 months to pack. This was 11 days after she moved out. She got her full damage deposit back despite our house being absolutely filthy and bearing several damages. She knew she was blocked and continued to harass us.  Why would she think, after everything, that she would be entitled to that purse anymore if we did still have it?

It is too bad because I didn’t realize she had been too damn stupid to take the brand new-still-with-tags purse when she came to rummage like a rat through the bag. I would have picked it out before heaving the bag out and sold it on Kijiji! Hopefully the garbage man spotted it and his wife  got a nice surprise (heteronormative, I know, I know… I just can’t see a gay garbage man’s husband liking that purse at all… although it was rather trashy 😉 )

I  can’t believe I’m as shocked as I am about this. It’s like I didn’t think she could creep lower as a person, but alas.

After responding to the crazy people as succinctly as possible via text, James and I headed out to Subway to celebrate National Submarine Day.
While we were there the winds pick up and up and up.

 

People couldn’t get the door open to Subway or even out of their cars. The power flickered and you could hear the howl.

On our drive home it looked like the traffic lights were going to fall any second and other motorists had windows blown out.
At home, the power was out and stayed out until early morning.

It was record breaking winds in the province, out-blowing our worst hurricane (Hurricane Igor). Winds were at 130kph and gusts were upwards of 180 kph. Roofs blew off houses and transport trucks fell over. Pedestrians were blown into traffic and the radio hosts passed on the warning to not leave the house unless absolutely necessary and to drive with both hands firmly on the wheel .

 

We spent the night listening to our hand crank radio by candlelight and laughing at the people who call in to complain.

My one regret was not just eating half of the sub and saving the other half for later – we don’t have any groceries and everything was closed !! Went to bed hungry but awoke to power, so small victories!

Happy National Submarine Day !! What a shit show!!