No, I’m not talk about the grill on your car. Nor am I talking about the bling in your teeth. It’s summer – which means it’s all about the BBQ!
My breakfast was not on the grill. But it did do a stint in the toaster.
Remember when I made Wild Berry Spelt Flax Waffles? Last night, I had 6 in the freezer. After this morning, there were only 5.
I topped this one with Pancake Icing (or perhaps waffle icing in this case?) – Greek yogurt, peanut butter, and maple syrup. Plus the last few wild blueberries and huckleberries.
Plus a glass of mango juice.
It may not have come from the grill, but it was still good.
Après le petit déjeuner, I took a trip to the store to get dinner necessities, and stopped by the library to pick up a book I put on hold.
Ani Phyo’s Ani’s Raw Food Essentials. I thought it might be fun to check out a raw food cookbook, especially by an author so well revered in the foodie blog world. I’ve given it a bit of a read through, and I’m liking the style and layout. Haven’t got to the recipes yet though. I was kinda excited my subpar local library carried this title though 🙂
Back at home, I inhaled a snack (one of those wanna-be KIND bars), then had a lovely sweat session with Jillian. A shower was definitely necessary afterwards, especially since I was heading back out into public shortly there after.
Not before eating a little lunch bite though.
No, it’s not gruel. That would be a bowl of mashed potatoes with spinach, kale, and cheddar cheese. A customer at work mentioned to me that she likes to eat her kale in mashed potatoes, sort of colcannon style. I’m all for getting in greens, and happened to have a few kale leaves kicking around. The spinach got added when I realized we had only a handful of that left as well. And the cheddar…well, when is adding cheese to potatoes a bad idea?
I kick it up Tex-Mex style with some salsa and sour cream. I guess you could call this Irish/Tex-Mex fusion?
After gobbling this down, my sister and I were out the door to meet my pal Jill for another trip to the Port Coquitlam Farmer’s Market. Our motivation was more delicious organic artisan bread from A Bread Affair. But of course, we purchased more than just bread. I picked up some sugar snap peas, green and yellow zucchini, gorgeous kale, and some tasty honey garlic sauce I’m hoping to dress up some tempeh with. A little Starbucks may have also been consumed – solely to keep hydrated in the summer heat.
Once back at home, it was time for me to get started on dinner. The plan – homemade BBQ’d pizzas! It started with the whole wheat pizza dough recipe from this:
I’ve had this Dietitians Of Canada cookbook for ages, and have yet to make any of the recipes in there. I figured it was about time – plus their pizza dough recipe was simple and asked me to use the dough hook on my stand mixer. I’ve never used it, and was kinda excited to do so.
While the dough did the whole rising thing, I prepped our assortment of toppings (including grilling some veggies), then took orders from the family. Mom rolled out 4 individual pizzas, and we set out decorating them.
Dad’s (pepperoni, mozza, tomato sauce) and my sister’s (pesto, mozza, cheddar, roasted red pepper) pizzas, respectively.
Mom’s pizza – pesto, tomato sauce, pepperoni, onions, grilled red pepper/eggplant/mushrooms, artichoke hearts, cheddar, mozza.
And then we have my pizza.
Mine wasn’t too different from mom’s. It included pesto, pepperoni, onions, eggplant, red pepper, mushrooms, artichoke hearts, pineapple, and mozza.
Stupid me though- I had bought some baby spinach, and totally forgot to take it out of the fridge until after I had my pizza all dressed up. D’oh!
BBQ’d pizzas? Great idea! Making your own pizza dough? Also great idea! Everyone got to enjoy their our personalized pizza. It was an overall success. And we all have leftovers for lunch tomorrow (these were filling – we all only had half of our respective pizzas). I ain’t never buying crappy pre-made pizza shells again.
Once the kitchen was cleaned up, I was bored. It was too nice out to not go out and do something, so I made my way up to Como Lake and went for a walk. The whole park was overrun with Canada geese, but I don’t mind them. I just wished people would stop feeding them bread – so not good for them!
Back at home again, and ice cream was beckoning me from the freezer.
Ice cream coated in dark chocolate and on a stick no less!
Seemed like the fitting ending to my 3 days off work.
Speaking of which – I have to get up and go to work tomorrow. Can we say boo-urns? At least I have that tasty pizza to look forward to. Night!