¡Feliz Friday, foodies!
I almost opted out of posting today porque I have to finish up several writing projects and some tarea before the weekend commences.
However, Google Analytics (my procrastination method of choice) just changed my mind.
Yesterday, 13 people Googled the term “carbzilla” and landed on my blog. Thirteen people. Seriosamente.
This, in itself, was too hilarious not to share. But, upon perusing yesterday eats, I realized that I really am a carbzilla.
I’ve always realized that I have a very carb-centric diet. (I blame this on my stint with the South Beach Diet in tenth grade. I’m pretty sure my body consistently demands carbs to compensate for that period of deprivation. Lo siento about that, cuerpo.) But yesterday was a full-blown carbzilla día.
Allow me to illustrate.
Unfortunately, in addition to being a carbzilla, I’m apparently also a cottage cheezilla. On my first day of cottage cheese consumption, I polished off almost an entire container. All that remained was—maybe—a half-cup serving.
Obviamente not enough for a breakfast base.
And so I turned to carb numero uno del día: Oat bran.
This was, hands down, the most delicious and ridiculously filling bowl of oat bran I’ve ever had.
En el bol: 1/2 cup Hodgson Mill’s oat bran cooked in 1.5 cups water with one egg white, 1/4 banana, 1/3 cup pumpkin and 1 tbsp. cocoa powder. Topped with 1/2 cup cottage cheese and cinnamon.
This fantastic creation held me over perfectly ‘til almuerzo.
At which point, all I really wanted was más carbage.
To quote the notorious Regina George, “I can’t go to Taco Bell! I’m on an all-carb diet!”
I had a feeling it was going to be a día of veggie scarcity so I started with an ensalada before catering to my carby cravings.
Veggies? Check. Now bring on los carbs.
I realize this below bol is rather aesthetically underwhelming, but I promise you it was one of the most delicious savory oat concoctions that’s ever graced mi boca.
Cheesy Butternut Oats
La receta: 1/2 cup oats cooked in 1 cup water. Laughing Cow wedge and 1/2 cup mashed butternut squash stirred in during the last minute of cooking.
In my carbzilla defense, I did consume some fruta in the form of an undocumented apple and orange. They were eaten whole, in an entirely unphotogenic manner—which, if you’re a food blogger, you know grants you a get out of photographing free card.
I know that apples and oranges, too, are carbs. But these, mis foodies, are not the sort of carbs that earn you a reputation as carbzilla.
I thought about veggifying the couscous—but all I really wanted was a big bowl of grainy goodness.
With a simple side of sweetness.
A few bites in, some of the starchy sweetness joined forces with the gloriously golden couscous.
And then some glorious golden additions made their way onto the sweetness.
I will not apologize for my copious carbage porque it’s simply what my cuerpo craved.
Oh, and I had plans to
drink dance the night away at an amazing Mayer Hawthorne concert. So I needed the carby fuel .
Post-concert, carbage continued. I may or may not have decided to bake a cookie pie at 2 a.m.
(FYI: Cookie pie is the term I use to denote any cookie recipe baked in a brownie pan.)
I found this incriminating evidence this mañana.
Worry not, there were leftovers.
This cookie pie happened to be of the oatmeal raisin chocolate chip variety.
I did manage a little healthification by using whole wheat flour, agave, golden raisins and dark chocolate chips .
carb note, I have to get back to mi trabajo/the rest of the cookie pie!
Are you a carbzilla? Have you ever ventured into the land of carb-restrictive diets? I’ll wear my carbzilla badge with pride because not only does my body crave carbs, it functions best when it’s carb content. I was miserable when I attempted the South Beach/Atkins way of life—and I ended up gaining weight. So, para mi, carbs do the cuerpo good.