First off, I have to apologize for this being late. I like to always give our readers a reflection of the previous week's rule and a glimpse of the upcoming rule on Sunday. As you can see, today is Monday and I am just now posting. This post would have come sooner but we had some clothes drying issues in Seattle, I know, not the exciting story you wanted me to relay to you regarding dragons and tornadoes and such. Yes, it was just us sitting around Ryan's parent's Seattle Condo, wishing we had a deck of playing cards, and waiting for a dryer to finish drying some sheets. Not quite sure how else to explain our 1AM Portland arrival. Yawn.
The past week we followed a more challenging rule than expected. Only eating ingredients a third grader can pronounce is just too subjective for me. At certain times I was thinking that third graders are ssoooo young and wait, can kids even read yet in third grade? In other moments of weakness I was sure that third graders were the most genius creatures to walk this earth. Really, what it boiled down to is that we needed our own pocket-sized third grader. Sadly, none of our readers volunteered to loan us one to shrink wrap. We coerced Adele for a while but I don't think she wanted to travel in our suitcase to Seattle with us and do 26/7-year-old things. Or maybe she did but I don't think her parents would have approved.
Seattle was wonderful! I got to see old friends that I have not seen in far too long. Marya was the Super Sweet 16 birthday host and the most gorgeous one ever at that! Ryan and I ate too much food (literally, I felt sick from eating too much, Ryan would like to blame the alcohol but I know it was from the food--this was due to us staying in his parent's condo across the street from Whole Foods--think gourmet cheese, bread, ice cream, bread, cheese, cheese), we went shopping, tea tasting with Allison and Josh, played with Diego and Claire's cute puppy TORTUGA, and went to a Padres/Mariners game with Rosanne (and Tim, even though he did not sit with us because he was busy playing). Ryan and I also salsa danced around the condo and then I danced with all my college loves at Marya's party. It was SUCH a fun weekend.
Ryan making his step-mom's salad dressing recipe in her kitchen in Seattle


Turning Ryan's parent's kitchen into our own as we salsa dance while caramelizing onions and drinking wine





Seattle adventuring










For this upcoming week we are on
Rule 8: Avoid food products that make health claims. I am thinking this will be the easiest week yet but I have been wrong before (I know, hard to imagine). So far, our only limitation will be cheerios: "Lowers Cholesterol 4% in 6 weeks." Good thing I have never been a cheerio fan. Sucks to be Ryan. Side note: Speaking of breakfast I have recently fallen in love with something to help mix up my oatmeal mornings. Almond butter. A little more nutty, less salty, and a tad sweeter than peanut butter. Back to the point: We will be posting as we discovery more foods we can't eat throughout the week. The idea behind this week's rule is that foods making health claims usually involve packaging, which means they are processed, include additives, and other questionable ingredients. Also, "real food" should be healthy enough to sell itself and not be scientifically engineered with god knows what to be this, that, and the other. All I am thinking is here comes the bubble tea because a) I have missed you, and b) you make no health claims, I hope!!!!