You know that classic piece of advice, “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all”? In the spirit of that, a low word count post, because, well, I’ve already said what I have to say. (+1000 if you recognize the title reference without the aid of Google.)
Photos from the weekend!
Another winner from the Runner’s World Cookbook: rigatoni with chicken sausage. Or, in my case, penne-and-spaghetti-because-that’s-what-I-had-on-hand-and-goodness-knows-the-last-thing-I-need-is-another-half-empty-box-of-pasta with chicken sausage.
Someone thinks they’re funny.
Time to kill on Saturday afternoon.
My first Do-Rite Donut. Life will never be the same.
Does breakfast food at lunch time on a Sunday count as brunch? I planned to have a salad but didn’t have time to make one if I wanted to get to yoga…so cereal it was.
I also finally watched Catching Fire for the first time this weekend. I know, I know. I’m so behind. IT WAS AMAZING. Obviously. As if this Hunger-Games-loving girl would think any differently. I don’t often watch movies because they feel like such a time commitment, but I couldn’t believe how fast time passed while I watched Catching Fire. It felt over too soon!
What was the best thing you ate this weekend?
Favorite kind of donut? I got a cinnamon sugar old fashioned donut at Do-Rite, and it was fabulous. Cinnamon sugar donuts (or apple cider…nomz) are usually my go-tos, though I do enjoy ones with sprinkles as well. It has to be a cake-style donut, though. Yeast donuts almost always result in me hating myself/my decisions, because they generally give me an instant tummy ache. A comprehensive guide to donut varieties can be found here.