My food habits are getting weird. (Again.)
I just had 9 clementines for dinner. Last night I had too many salted peanuts and a packet of blueberries (which are out of season! What were they doing in the shop??). On Sunday (or was it Saturday?) I had ice cream.
Which isn't to say that I haven't been cooking or eating well. Geoff and I made a delicately spiced, creamy parsnip soup. Last night I made a marinated turkey steak sandwich and some red cabbage Asian style coleslaw.
It's just that I don't eat that food for dinner. I pack those for lunch and go back to having my fruit and junk food at night.
That's balanced, right?