Hi, My Friends! After a long, long journey, I made it home to Cape Cod. I am happily sitting on my couch, blogging and watching my dog Max twitch while he sleeps. A perfect Saturday night. The trip here was annoying to say the least. Partially was my fault, partially was the elements fault. On the bus from New York to Boston, we were in standstill traffic for like an hour to an hour and half because of flooding in Rhode Island, yattah yattah yattah. Obnoxious, but what made it unbearably painful was I brought nothing to eat. Well that's not true. I had an apple and the kid sitting next to me gave me his extra bottle of water. Again, I think I watch far too many crime shows, because I immediately assumed it was a way to slip me some hallucinogen or roofie or something. It wasn't. He was just being nice. So I had an apple and a water.
In any event, I'm sitting on this epically long bus ride, with almost nothing to eat. I thought my stomach was going to eat itself. Being healthy is my mission. Starvation is not. I got off the bus, and instead of going home like I thought I would be, I went to my cousin Catie's apartment in the Boston area. I was so hungry, that when she said something on the phone that sounded curiously like "then we'll get something to eat". I quickly said "THANK GOD! I'M STARVING!" I don't think she said anything about food or eating, but she picked up on my extreme need to eat immediately and was so sweet, she gave me the apple in her bag for the walk home and we made Annie's Easy Mac as soon as humanly possible.
However, the rest of the weekend I've completely made up for ever being hungry at the beginning. My father is an excellent cook and has made sure that I am not even remotely hungry. We had incredible Linguine and White Clam Sauce last night with stuffed Portobello Mushrooms and Asparagus. AMAZING. Then this morning, my cousin Catie and I ate the best blueberry pancakes I've ever had. The secret is Fresh Blueberries. ;) And helped my dad with a little experiment-which was better White Eggs or Brown Eggs? After several of both "Egg A" and "Egg B"s, I determined that Brown Eggs are actually better. Who knew? Well, now we all do.
Then my mother took us out to lunch which was great- we got to meet all of her friends and I had an excellent steak tip sandwich. But dinner, oh my goodness, dinner. My father outdid himself. We had a few hours in between lunch and dinner which was good, because man oh man, I needed to prepare. He made just about all of my favorite things. Beef Tenderloin, Mashed Potatoes, Stuffed Shells, Grilled Vegetables and Shrimp Risotto, and Stuffed Clams. My God, was it good. I ate far too much, but I need to savor every moment. I don't know when I'll be able to come home next, so I need to prepare for my diet that does not include that oh-so-expensive Tenderloin.
Then, my Aunt Susan brought the best candy in the world over for dessert. I was in heaven, and have been eating peanut butter bunnies since the moment we opened the bag.
As you can see, the Skinny Mission is completely thrown out the window as soon as I cross the bridge to Cape Cod. But, it is so good to have such incredible food, and see my family. It's nice to be out of the city too. Sometimes you just need a weekend away from the hustle and bustle and home to On Demand, parents and Mashed Potatoes.
Gotta go- watching "Law and Order SVU" with my mom. The kid from "Blind Side" is on playing the big kid with a heart of gold.
Bye!
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