Pretty big day over here, peeps. I mean, not only did I have raisin bran for breakfast, but I also just so happened to finish my dissertation. I'll let you decide which was more enjoyable. I'm not completely finished exactly, since I still have to defend the thing and then make whatever minor changes my dissertation committee suggests. But the thing is at Kinkos, people, where they are making the last two years of my life into a neat little binder with lots of pages. Sigh. If only it hadn't taken an hour for the Kinkos guy to get the directions for printing correct. Oh well. Tomorrow I pick up my binders and deliver them to my committee, after which I won't have to worry about too much until my defense on April 10. (Aside from cleaning my house, which I haven't thoroughly done since I got pregnant and starting feeling sick like two and half months ago---ewwww!)
In addition to raisin bran, today I also ate a Subway sandwich. I've eaten a Subway sandwich for lunch three out of the last four or five days. See?
I guess we have a new pregnancy craving, since that veggie sushi no longer sounds appealing. The strange thing about Subway is that before this craving hit I hadn't been to Subway in probably five years. I'd say in general people in Boulder tend to eat at non-chain restaurants, and at least for me that's true. I did used to eat them in high school a lot, which is, I suppose, where the craving for a veggie delite sandwich came from. Go figure.
Hey! On a different but related note, have any of you been to San Francisco? David and I are traveling there next week and I'm always up for dining recommendations if you have them! I've never been before, and whenever I've never been somewhere I always want to get at much info as possible about the city I'm visiting before going.
And finally, another food focused point: I'm also really digging couscous lately. It's so easy to cook, and it even comes in whole wheat varieties. This is what I had for dinner last night, and what I'm about to cook for dinner tonight:
That's couscous with kale, parmesan cheese, and a drizzle of olive oil. Is it just me or is "drizzle" kind of annoying? It's almost like "moist"; I can't tell if it's annoying because it sounds kind of sensual or because so many foodies and bloggers overuse the word. Let me rephrase by saying that this is couscous with kale, parmesan cheese, and a slob of olive oil. Yummm!
*Do you eat at Subway?