Helping others find balance…one day at a time
he knows how serious I am about pizza.
he knows I don’t take issues with cheese lightly.
he knows about my deep love for Chicago (and NYC).
and he wouldn’t want me to die without the best ZA in my belly.
So this past Saturday, we feasted.
Thanks to my aunt in Chicago (love you, Jenny) we feasted like Gods.
Because if there’s a God, he totally eats this pizza on the reg.
It may not feel like Summer is coming, but that doesn’t mean it can’t taste like it!
To get in the Springy spirit, I enjoyed a refreshing salad yesterday.
I made this salad in large bowl that’s typically used to serve at least four, family style. Naturally, I was the only one at the table 
In the mix:
This was the best salad I’ve made all year! I closed my eyes and thought of picnics, flip flops, sundresses, freshly cut grass, evening walks, lightening bugs and lemonade on the porch.
Then I opened them and realized we still have a long way to go…
But at least I didn’t dream up this deliciousness
Runny eggs.
Something I took for granted for the past 26 years. No joke. Oh velvety, buttery goodness that made the perfect “sauce” for my toast — how I missed thee.
See, runny eggs were a huge no-no throughout pregnancy. Apparently the risks of eating uncooked eggs do not favor well with developing fetuses. Who knew?!
So you KNOW what I’ve now been eating on the reg…
Come to Mama…
I’ve found runny eggs are enjoyed best salted, with buttered toast (Thanks to Foodbuzz for the amazing Nature’s Path bread! – so fresh and delish!)
So Mr. Scramble, while you’ve been a nice stand-in these past 9 months, I’m so over you. It’s not me — it’s you
How do you like YOUR eggs? Poached? Scrambled? Sunny side? Over easy? TELL ME!