Craving of the Week

COTW: Veggies!

It’s Thursday, which means it’s time for my Craving of the Week, as promised!

(Thursday has no real significance to the whole craving thing.  I just came up with the idea last week on Thursday.)

In my first trimester, I didn’t even want to look at a vegetable.  Or a fruit, for that matter.  I actually bit into a perfectly ripe banana and spit it right into the trash can.

I wanted carbs.

And fried carbs.  And sugar-rolled, chocolate-dipped carbs.

(It’s no wonder I got the, “You might want to slow your weight gain…” talk from my OB yesterday.  We’re so not talking right now.)

But somewhere around the 15 week mark, I found myself craving fresh produce again.  I can even eat bananas without gagging.  Yesterday, I made myself the most delicious lunch that I shall call:

Dish’s Summer Chick Pea Salad

One can of chick peas, one cucumber – peeled and chopped, and a chopped ripe tomato.  Add a teaspoon of EVOO, a teaspoon of Balsamic Vinegar, and salt and pepper.  SO DELICIOUS!  You can add whatever you’d like – avocado, olives, maybe some crumbled feta cheese – the possibilities are endless!

Here’s hoping all the fresh fruits and veggies of summer will keep me in the produce aisle… and away from the nearest Dairy Queen!



As I was shoveling the freshly-fallen two inches of snow this morning, I thought to myself, “At least I’m getting an arm workout in.”

It’s come to that.

This winter it’s gotten to the point where it’s almost comical when we hear about yet another round of snow.  I’ve never been a winter fan, but this winter – Philadelphia’s third snowiest – it’s not the icebergs that line our streets, but the grumbling I hate.

Winter’s doldrums have kept me away from the blog, but today I feel compelled to acknowledge the good in this never-ending winter.  To convince myself that I’ll survive until spring.

A few days ago, a woman I’ve seen in my neighborhood many times turned to me as we passed each other and spoke to me for the first time: “Be careful up there, honey.  The sidewalk is very icy.”  She was right, and maybe it was thanks to her that I didn’t fall.

Most of the clients with whom I’m working are schools, which means I’ve gotten many snow days as well – stuck inside watching the flakes fly.  On one of those snow days, I dug out my brand new, beautiful, Kitchen Aid stand mixer I was given almost a year ago and made my first batch of homemade buttercream frosting.

Some of the frosting ended up on the cupcakes, I swear.

To further my domesticity, knitting has been known to pop up on my snow day agenda.  This month I delved into my first colorwork project: argyle mittens for Mr. Dish’s birthday.

My tension needs work, but I was happy with them all the same.

Toe-up socks were also on my “to-learn” list.  Behold, they are turning out to be the most perfect fitting socks I have created yet!

You have not lived until you have slipped on a custom-made pair of socks. Trust me.

The Olympics have kept me entertained, both at home and at work.  Staying up late to watch ice dancing may not seem all that exciting, but it gives me something to look forward to all the same.  When I have ventured out between blizzards, I got to meet the family of Olympic speed skater Chris Creveling from Bucks County.  While it looks like he’s coming home without a medal, he’s made his family and his hometown very proud!  (2/22 UPDATE:  I stand corrected!  Last night Chris helped Team USA win a silver medal in the 5,000 m relay – the first U.S. medal for speedskating in the Sochi games!  WOOHOO!)

Congrats, Chris!

Valentine’s Day sometimes means venturing out for a fancy dinner… but this winter it meant Mr. Dish coming home with roses and some excessively indulgent ice cream to accompany our two-star movie selection.  Best Valentine’s Day ever.

You can keep your box of chocolates. (No wait actually I’ll eat those, too.)

And finally – this morning as I was brushing off my car, a woman walking to the bus stop gave me a jovial, “Good morning!”  I returned her greeting and watched her crunch along the sidewalk amidst the big fat flakes for a moment.  She put a spring in my step as I finished cleaning my car and went about my day.  It made me think I’m not alone in the need for a little “brightsiding” to get us through this last long stretch of winter.