What I’m Eating –

The density of my food became unusually important this weekend, when I had all my wisdom teeth removed. It was a pretty painless affair, and the Codene kept me ache-free and drowsy. Rather than bore you with the facts of my weekend (…and then I took another nap!...) I’ll tell you the foods I have, and have not been eating:

What I have been eating:
Greek Food. I made Orzo-Gyro casserole and felt like a superhero. Sam Cohen has rightly pointed out that superheroes usually don’t cook, or at least do something in addition to cooking. I say, why clutter things with multiple skills? The lame thing about Superman is that he has way too many superpowers: not only does he have super strength, but he can fly and shoot lasers too. If I can just cook Greek casserole reliably, I’m happy (my one weakness: oregano. What does oregano do for food? I have never, ever tasted a difference. Maybe oregano should be my arch nemesis.)

Quiche. I made quiche with Andrew Knips on Saturday, who amazingly also got his wisdom teeth removed on Friday. It was funny to watch us eat, the way it’s funny to watch wheelchair basketball (not actually funny).
I made the quiche with half and half, not whole cream, so that it would be lighter and healthier. I also put in tomatoes, capers, and balsamic olives for Mediterranean flavor. The whole thing went well, though Andrew had a tough time with the crust.

Peanut butter and banana sandwiches. This is something I used to make for dessert, but now that I spit blood I feel I’m entitled to make this a meal. Elvis used to love these too, but he deep-fried them. I highly recommend them with milk, and if you’re feeling wild, use nutella.

Fruit Smoothies. I have an ongoing debate with my mom about how to make good smoothies. She’ll throw anything into her smoothies, all willy-nilly. I believe you can only have a couple of ingredients. Otherwise the various flavors cancel each other out. This weekend? Peach yogurt, bananas, and milk. The secret is the high ratio of yogurt to milk, so that it comes out as thick as a malt.

What I haven’t been eating:

Raisin Bran. I can’t believe that raisin bran is too brittle for me to eat. Even 80-year-olds love raisin bran. However, I was developing a real addiction, so maybe this is a chance to break clean, to get a new lease on life.