Black beans, kimchi, fried sweet plantains, avocado, steamed cauliflower on a bed of braised collard greens.
I ate every last delectable bite. This is my kind of lunch. Greens being the base and vegetables and kimchi singing backup and something sweet to balance it all out.
It is soul nourishing to eat this way and it’s also getting me through painting El Viejo my new/old Toy Home.
Have I mentioned I hate painting? I do and this morning I was questioning the hell out of myself for having started down this path but here I am half way through. It will look great. Fresh and clean and you know, it’s white so it expands the space visually. Or so they tell me. All I know is I’m tired of painting!
Also… white? Really? When I told my daughter I was painting it white she just looked at me. She’s getting a lot better about not just coming out and saying what’s on her mind but I can hear what’s on her mind. I made her so she doesn’t really have to speak. She said BORING! loud and clear without saying a word. She’s right of course. There is nothing more boring than white. There is also nothing easier to live with AND there will be color.
In small portions.
Unlike my lunch.