Day Three. Dinner.

First... Snacks.

Figs are so pretty, but I wish they tasted better.

So, I decided to try Nom Nom Paleo's Garlic Cauliflower "Mashed Potatoes", mostly because they were a make-ahead recipe, and I was tired of cleaning the house, and needed an excuse to stop.

All you do is chop five cloves of garlic, and prep an entire head of cauliflower. Then steam 'em.

So much glorious garlic.

Then pop them in a food processor, or blender, or whatever you have on hand. Add some nutmeg, salt, pepper, and ghee.

I may or may not have used my baby bullet.

Then... you turn it on and stuff.

Viola.

These went with some Blackberry Glazed Pork Chops. They actually ended up having to be pan fried, and broiled, because we realized too late that we were out of charcoal.

So deceiving.

They looked pretty, but were a huge pain in the butt, and I couldn't help thinking how much the blackberry sauce could've benefitted from just the slightest bit of sweetness. I wished to the gods that I had some natural fruit juice, so that I could add just a splash in, but alas... I did not. To me the sauce was just too bitter. The "mashed potatoes" were a win, though, so there's that.

Today was a tough day. I'm feeling a little down for other, non-related, personal reasons, so it's been rough. I felt like giving up for the first time today, but Brian talked me down. Being female, and totally hormonal sucks so much... Especially when you realize how heavily you lean on food for emotional support. Ridiculous.

Anyway, I had a bowl of watermelon, and sulked quietly by myself as I counted down the days, instead of eating that brownie that I desperately wanted. Twenty-seven.

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Sigh. Here's hoping that tomorrow is better.

But to end this entry, a picture of my nutty boy because it makes me smile.

Love.