Oh, Miles. What a brat he is. Here's the last thing you see before everything goes dark and you wake up bleeding:
Anyway, there hasn't been much time for cooking lately. We are leaving on Saturday morning for a family-related trip to NYC, and every spare moment we have has been dedicated to making the house look like it's occupied by us, and not by some random squatters. See, my brother is coming to take care of the kitties while we are gone, otherwise we would still be...not cleaning.
But even when I can't cook, I still have to eat. And there's one thing I eat virtually everyday in the summer, and that's tomato sandwiches. Tomato sandwiches are one of my comfort foods, ever since I was a kid. I even eat them for breakfast on occasion. This summer has been producing some fabulous heirlooms, and for a bit less money per pound than the past few years. Here is my lunch from yesterday- an heirloom tomato sandwich, made with a light yellow (and less acidic) tomato, vegenaise, Vegan Gourmet Mozzarella, and salt & pepper. Lightly grilled, for extra yum.
For dinner, we put more things between bread. An Amy's Quarter Pound Burger patty on a bun with Vegan Gourmet Cheddar, more tomatoes, pickles, vidalia onions, baby lettuce, vegenaise, and ketchup. On the side were some pale, sad, soggy sweet potato fries. I should have saved the $3.50 and cut up a damn potato myself, instead of relying on the frozen food section. At least the burger was good.
Speaking of sweet potato, it's taking all my willpower to not veganize and make the sweet potato donuts I saw Paula Deen make on her show last night. That saucy southern temptress.