Bagel, Lox, Cream Cheese

I really am trying to resist becoming gloriously fat on my vacation, but this morning I woke up starving.  I greedily devoured an omelette of eggs and gruyere, a buttered biscuit with honey, and cottage cheese with raspberries courtesy of my brother, the Rabbi.  Admittedly, after that I did go for a fairly long walk on the beach.  Already by noon, I was famished again.  Up to this point, I have avoided the bagels that are in endless supply here.  But what could be better as a noon-time snack than a half a sesame bagel, smeared with cream cheese, slathered in salmon and garnished with tomatoes and grapes?  Nothing.  Delicious, salty, creamy and satisfying.  Yum yum yum.

Self-made milkshake

Just put a scoop of Brigham's coffee ice cream in my bowl and covered it lightly with whole milk.  Magical milkshake just happens by itself.  You've got to try it. Miraculous, delicious, want more.  I love vacation!

In memory of my last supper

As I sit here contemplating eating my unsalted depressing almonds in my airport hell, I remember my last supper in Oakland provided to me by J Russell Mikkelsen himself:  wild salmon baked in cream, buttery potatoes, broccoli, and mint chip ice cream for dessert. Rich, creamy, fishy, filling, delicious. Oh, J Russell, if you could only see my now!

Fay-food versus Airport food

I am stuck in the airport for a series of annoying reasons.  So far I am sustaining myself on Fay-food: since 5 am Oakland time, I have eaten my cherries,  a half of a carrot, 2 larabars (one key lime, one coconut cream), a square of dark chocolate, a hardboiled egg, and some brown rice snaps.  I had to give up my delicious Bellweather sheep's milk yogurt at security, and was forced to buy an airport yogurt. This was strawberry.  Why is strawberry yogurt bad to me?  Maybe it's only good cold? Anyway, I forced myself to eat some of it but had to throw the rest away.  $5 on yogurt in the trash.  Next up: almonds.  I am a little concerned that perhaps I should hoard the almonds because when I finally get to Boston, it might be in the middle of the night, after a $100 dollar cab ride, and I will be starving. So here I am come to a dilemma:  buy airport food and hoard almonds or EAT almonds now?

Bar and Bars

I am eating a key lime pie Larabar after my second of two lawyerly experiences in a week.

I was just deposed in an accident case (not my own.)  These meetings with lawyers are exhausting.  So, seeing as I was down by the lake, I thought I would stop by the enormous Whole Foods and pick up some coconut creme pie Larabars, my new favorite treat.  I think these are delicious, most probably because I had my first one out of Simon's deep pocket, warm and squishy, when I was wiped out from the sun and felt like I might fall down.  Anyway, I now love them.  But, no luck!  Some problem with the distributor of coconut creme!  I settled for the key lime.  It's okay.  A little tangy, and definitely tasty, but no coconut creme.  Plus, I'm still hungry.