No one ever assumes you eat Brussels sprouts. No one brings you to their living room, presents two plates of Brussels sprouts, and sits grinning, waiting for you to go to town. No one orders a round of Brussels sprouts for the table. No one asks you out with, “let’s get Brussels sprouts.” And no one nods knowingly when you’re a shambles Sunday morning from Brussels sprouts gas.
Now, it happens, I do, in fact, love Brussels sprouts. It also happens that I do not drink alcohol. And yet, everyone I meet makes the assumption that I do, until told otherwise. Drinker until proven abstinent. This bothers me.
I quit drinking in April 2009, because I didn’t like how entwined my dating and drinking lives had become. I decided the only way to fully render them apart would be to quit drinking completely, until I found myself in a relationship, procured sans-drink, at which point I would re-evaluate.
The bad news is I’m still waiting on that relationship.
When you’re in love, sometimes you fight. It can be said an
altercation or two is inevitable. It is as natural as bugs dying in your
bathroom, flowers losing their bloom in the winter, and food cravings
when you're pregnant. Even domesticated animals like cats and dogs
do it!
What do you turn to when it seems like there's nothing to eat and the
stack of leftovers in the fridge is way past its prime? I turn to eggs.
It's a staple I always have in the fridge. It's great to have on hand
for baking and of course for a fast healthy and nutritious breakfast.
But eggs can also make a great meal in a pinch. The other day I had
nothing to eat and all I could find were some vegetables I hadn't yet
used and a carton of eggs. So supper became this simple frittata, an
Italian-style omelette that's baked. Dinner doesn't need to be
complicated when you have a frittata recipe in your back pocket.
The Oscars are less than a week a way, and most people have already weighed in on their top choice for the year. So now it’s time to match your top choice with the perfect Oscar Entrée.