*If you can tell me where the title of my post comes from you will have forever earned my deepest respect.
It’s been a strange day; I slept terribly last night and I’ve been out of sorts all day. Plus I’ve been soooooooo fricking hungry! Boo. My hunger couldn’t distract me out of another awesome layered outfit though.
I know breakfast is a strange time for dessert, but I picked this up at the Co-op yesterday and I just couldn’t wait anymore!
I had half of the Vegan Chocolate Peanut Butter Rice Krispie (on the adorable little plate from my secret valentine).
Even that was too intense though, I ended up bagging up half (so I ate a 1/4) to bring to the husband.
For lunch I had fries and chips.
The healthy kinds! Kale crisps,
and oven baked sweet potato slices with garlic powder.
How gorgeous are these guys?!?
I should have eaten more calories though because by the time I made it through my first class I was so hungry I wanted to gnaw off my own arm! The vegan choices at school were less that stellar, I need to always pack a healthy snack. I had a single serving package of peanuts.
And I split this candy and chips (the unhealthy kind) with the husband.
By the time I got through with my second class my hunger had turned into a dull ache. Or maybe that was just the aftershock from my terrible test grades. I knew my sickness (and, ahem, lack of preparation) were going to kill me. I got an 86% in Anthro (class average was a C-) and an 80% in Chemistry (class average was a 59). At least they posted semester grade averages with Chem and I still have a solid A.
Now that we are home I’m so hungry that I’m not even hungry any more. Does this ever happen to anyone else? I’m so uncomfortable that I probably won’t even eat dinner, I wasn’t the hugest fan of the lentil soup anyways. The recipe was a total success – Adam was in love with it – it’s just not my thing. I might make another batch of cocoa though…the husband hasn’t had a chance to taste it warm yet! 😉











Great minds think alike – I had “fries” and “chips” today, too!
If I get way too hungry for too long, I sometimes don’t feel like eating when I finally get a chance. Although lately that hasn’t been the case – I’ve been inhaling whatever I can find when I walk in the door.
you WAY beat the means! WAY TO GO!
The mean was an F though, which is horrifying. I am in a lab with hazardous chemicals with people who failed that test. Eeek!
Do your sweet potato fries come out crispy? If so, HOW??
I kind of burn the crap out of them. Other bloggers seem to get crispy but I haven’t quite figured it out. I would recommend keeping the heat pretty high (450-475 or so).
WOW. Pudding? Sounds crazy, looks amazing. Definitely want to try!
Oh poop I am super lame and typed my above comment (re:pudding) into the wrong blog! So sorry!
Holy YUM!
Those sweet potato fries looked amazing!
Oh, and I´m sorry about your grades… Even though I think they´re pretty good!
😉
Brazilian XOXO´s,
Gabriela
I think breakfast is THE MOST logical time for dessert…hah. I love satisfying my cravings right off the bat, then I don’t “wish” for anything all day. 🙂
haha that happens to me too!!
i love sweet tater fries! i had them last night and WANT them again
From Black Boy by Richard Wright (what do I win?)
I tried the kale chips – while others (including you!) love them, me – not so much.
But my husbands face was priceless when he walked into the kitchen as I was pulling them out of the oven and asked what I was making!
Happy Friday!
What didn’t you like about them? When I first tried them a year ago I thought other bloggers were lying that they liked them because mine we so nasty! That have to have have to be completly dry to work.
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What’s a Kungry? It’s what little boys eat when they get hungry.
Black Boy – Richard Wright
My favorite book.
Yay, this is one of my very favorites!
Ha I was searching JUMP UP AND CATCH A KUNGRY to find where it came from, remember it from high school, good stuff.
I too had an urge to look up the “kungry” phrase for the first time in all these years.
I remembered it from our third grade lit book titled “Birds Fly, Bears Don’t”, which I loved the smell of deeply.
Your quote comes from black boy. The mother was talking to Richard Wright when he was complaining about his hunger.
It is from hunger by Richard wright
Black Boy, Richard Wright!
The title is from Story named Hunger by Richard Wright.