It’s Wednesday, and you know what that means:
Another WIAW post. I love this weekly linkup hosted by Jenn at Peas & Crayons.
I was on the road much of Tuesday, courtesy of a trip to a sister RWA chapter meeting in the Valley of the Sun — and it made for eats that were … interesting, to say the least. Let’s get started:
Upon waking, I stayed in bed, surfing the Web, a little longer than I should have. When I finally got moving, I grabbed a quick bite on my way out the door for a sweat session: A No-Bake PB Granola Bar. After a too-short walk — cut short because I had tons to do before hitting the road, I whipped up another Tropical Mango Smoothie.
Sadly, I used up the last of the mango chunks I bought on my last Trader Joe’s run. Good thing I’ll be in Prescott on Saturday so I can go again.
With the rest of breakfast (or brunch) in hand, I headed to Starbucks to write. I wasn’t planning to go, but I had work to do, so when my friend asked if I was going, I decided the answer needed to be “yes.”
While there, I downed a skinny caramel macchiato and, later, nibbled on a serving of these:
Emerald’s PBJ Mixed Nuts aren’t quite as good as the PB Dark Chocolate ones, but they’re close. Definitely worth a try, if you haven’t tried ’em yet. They are, in fact, so good that I mowed my serving down before I remembered to photograph them, so you get a picture of the container instead. I didn’t feel like measuring out another serving just to take a snapshot.
After Starbucks, I ran back home to clean out the passenger seat of my car. Since I volunteered to drive partway to Phoenix, I had to make space for a passenger, don’t you know … I also snacked on 1/2 cup of roasted butternut squash.
Again, I was too excited to eat to remember to snap a picture … or maybe I was just too busy running around like a chicken with my head cut off. Either way, the result is no picture of my bowl ‘o squash.
Take my word for it: It looked a lot like what’s on this plate, minus the burger and broccoli.
Here’s where the day’s eats start to get dicey.
I gassed up the Focus and headed to the rendezvous point, in a shopping center parking lot. There’s an Arby’s in the shopping center, so I walked over there to get something for dinner. I resisted the temptation to order a big ol’ roast beef sandwich and curly fries, settling instead for a chopped salad with turkey, which I walked back to my car and dressed with the homemade ranch dressing I brought with me especially for the occasion. (I mixed 1 T Miracle Whip with less than 1/4 tsp ranch dressing mix and enough water to make it a more dressing-like consistency.)
But it took longer to gas up at the Maverick than I’d intended, and I only got a few bites of the salad in before Anne arrived. Since we had a long drive ahead of us and were meeting another friend farther down the road, I put the lid back on my salad and threw it in the cooler. Shame, that. What I managed to eat tasted really good … probably due in part to the bacon.
Mmm … bacon …
That’s okay, because now I have lunch for Wednesday all figured out. Besides, what I ended up eating was even better … well, better in the taste sense, anyway. As a healthy choice, it left much to be desired. When we got to the restaurant where the meeting was being held, my eyes zeroed in on one menu item: A Reuben sandwich.
I love Reubens, and there was very little doubt in my mind it would be mine. As a concession to smarter eating, I ordered a 0-Point fruit cup alongside the sandwich instead of fries. Good thing, too, because when I checked the Points value for a Reuben (after I got back home for the night), my handy-dandy app served up totals anywhere from 11 to 18 Points. I went ahead and took the highest one — anything that tasted THAT good had to be full of Points. Besides, it’s early in my WW week, so I still have plenty of FPs to cover it.
Sorry there’s no photo of dinner. I was at a new meeting with people I’ve never met and didn’t want to become known as “that weird chick who photographs her food.”
Even with the high-Points Reuben, I’d eaten just 40 Points (5 more than my daily allowance) when I got back home for the night.
But I wanted a little something. Apparently the copious amounts of Diet Dr Pepper I consumed on the drive down and back (You can see the gigantor cup in my salad shot) didn’t quite cut it in the satisfaction department.
I ended up whipping up a WW Chocolate Smoothie Shake, adding in a Mint Cookie Crisp bar and some mint extract. It looked a lot like this one from the weekend.
All told, it was a 44-Point day … not bad, considering the out-of-the-ordinary Reuben. I don’t regret a bite of it. That sandwich was truly tasty — worth every Point. (And there’s always a chance it had fewer Points than I allotted it. Not a huge chance, mind you, but a chance.)